It was my first thought too.
Here's what I'm guessing happened.
The gigantic primitive started adding on weight after his last post some months ago; if he had still been losing weight, he would be bragging about it.
The silence is deafening.
And then came time for review of his social security disability case, to determine if he should still be given a first-class ticket on the gravy train.
Having developed agoraphobia--fear of going out in public--ever since the gigantic primitive brought Jeanette home as his wife, the gigantic primitive got all panic-stricken at the prospect of having to walk out the door of their apartment.
Both the heart and the brain spun.
And so alas the guys with chain-saws from the mortuary had to come and widen the door.....
It's all very sad.