Well, the DUmp was a mess today. DUmmies wandering aimlessly, hither, thither, and yon.
No direction, no purpose, not knowing what to think about anything.
They didn't get it today, not that they ever really got it.
Getting it requires a teacher, a muse, a guide, a sensei, and today they have none.
The crazy bald dwarf, furious at seeing her OP flushed down the memory hole, is withholding her wisdom.
No cheap, air-filled crunchy humorous nonsense from the dwarf, let alone her usual weighty, meaningful nooz and educational threads.
Most important, she's suspended out-of-focus snapshots and alerts on dead grass fires on San Diego vacant lots.
People, or at least grasshoppers, could die.
She's pissed, and the DUmpmonkeys are paying the price.
It's time for the DUmmies to put together some heartfelt personal messages, begging her to return.
We'll see in the next day or two if they've been successful. For the DUmp's sake, I hope they are.