As of early this morning, before the inevitable lockdown likely to occur this afternoon, one noticed something more than a, uh, trickle of primitives rowing away from Skins's island, to other refuges.
If one checks other liberal web-sites--such as that nasty PI site, or Big Jerry's salon, or that firedoglake place--one would see a bunch of names new there, but old to those familiar with Skins's island.
Of course, one has to remember the purpose of Skins's island--to attract, collect, and segregate the fringe elements of the Democrat party, so as to keep them out of the public eye--and so my fellow alum Skins has no intention of mausoleuming the riff-raff.
The last thing Skins wants is to see Pedro Picasso or Doug's ex-wife posting elsewhere on the internet, where they'd be likely to bring much shame and embarrassment to the Democrats and liberals as a whole; he wants to keep them in his pocket, under control.
The riff-raff will survive.
