I always hate it when I post on EphBlog. It isn’t that the process itself is at all hard or unpleasant, but more towards my own failings in that I rarely have time to read/post on here. So if I have actually come to the point of posting something, it is usually something ridiculous that has actually reached a point where I have to respond to it.

In this particular case, said ridiculous item, the filing of a complaint (with threatened looming cease and desist) with the host who owns the server hardware EphBlog runs on.
And yes, I just butchered the English language with that sentence (and all else I attempt). I apologize, writing is not my strong suit - yet another reason I try to avoid posting.
(For those of you wondering, water ballet is actually my strong suit.)

Said complaint presumably references sections 1.B of the host’s terms of endearment service. Maybe some 1.A thrown in there too - the internet will just never be the same again after that.

Unfortunately, this is all tied in with the last 4 billion posts on EphBlog. You know, the “Hitler but not Hitler” stuff. While I do find it kind of awesome that EphBlog (by way of this young coed) decided to give Godwin’s Law the middle finger and just straight up start off with Hitler, I would far rather see EphBlog posting about pretty much anything else at this point. Diversity and difference makes for more interesting reading (although, according to our site stats, I’m way off on that). Things about sports and chemistry, or Brunch Night and puppies, or who’s-banging-who in show biz. I would even prefer a raging debate over the fascinating differences between standardized tests and how little impact they have on life after 30. Maybe even a flat out name calling brawl over why the girl’s rugby team wears maroon and not purple (or at least did back in the days when I was at Williams - and not on that team). An easy one would be to go on for a week or so about how I couldn’t get in to Williams these days, and truly have no clue how I got in back “then” either.

But instead, I’m sorry, it is yet another post dealing with whatever the hell this has all come to be about. If I understand it correctly, this is most directly impacting me in that a dude who’s current mission in life seems to be championing free speech is now threatening to sue me and a few others because of some true stuff written on this site. Nice.
Thank the good spaghetti monster in the sky I’m too stupid to know the meaning of “irony” (something to do with metallurgy, right?).

This roundabout, meandering, and poorly constructed muddle of thoughts is my way of trying to warn you that if this Free Speech Warrior happens to have some speedy council and gets that cease and desist order filed before I get back from my business trip, then EphBlog might get turned off by the host of this site.

If that is indeed the case, and one day when you come to this site and all is dark - don’t wonder where we have gone. Don’t assume the incompetent fellow who supposedly runs the tech part of the site broke something.
No, no, no - instead just know that you are witnessing a little bit of the magic and beauty known as “free speech” in action.

I’m off to the fields. I will work harder.