It's pretty obvious.
Skins is busy playing Candy Crush Saga. Lord Marblehead is caught up in trolling on AdultFriendFinder.com.
Elad is busy doing...well...whatever it is Elad does.
Anyway, the point is none of them want to actually work to run the site anymore, hence the jury system.
Sort of like a prison where the guards just get fed up and let the inmates do what they want.
During those two days I was a member of the Taverner primitive's message-board, I read something by the long-ago exiled cross-eyed Iowa primitive, the "HawkeyeX" primitive.
The cross-eyed Iowa primitive lives in Denver, off his wife and rides the social security disability gravy-train (partially deaf); he also "fixes" computers and deals in dope on the side, cash only.
He was the one who organized the primitive "get-together" for the 2008 Democrat National Convention.
Skins and Lord Marblehead EarlG were there at the convention; I dunno why the elusive enigmatic Elad's never taken along, as he wasn't in 2012 either.
The cross-eyed Iowa primitive invited them to meet some of their members, at a bar.
My fellow alum Skins didn't want to bother, and deputized Lord Marblehead to go in his place.
Lord Marblehead showed up for half an hour, and sat on the edge of his chair, much more interested in what was on the big-screen boob-tube than in the primitives congregated around him. He had a beer, but never finished it. It was obvious he didn't want to be there, amongst the primitive
hoi polloi, the commonplace lower-class
lumpenunterprimitiven, and after a few cursory comments, he made up some excuse as to why he had to leave.
The cross-eyed Iowa primitive acted hurt by this, but what did he expect?--Skins and Lord Marblehead are professional Democrats and liberals, after all, with little or no time for their drone "base."
There were some good photographs that came out of that primitive get-together, but I absent-mindedly forgot to collect them.
