Troll-Boy the Solipsist

It is. It's *only* you and those wonderful people out there in the dark, Norma.

When have *you* ever been concerned with what anyone else thinks?

Connie can verify that for a period of months I 'lurked' *here* and discussed Chaplin only with her in an extensive e-mail correspondence

referring to me in his usual charming way:

Ouch. Such scathing wit. Oscar Wilde must be turning over in his grave like a cement mixer.

God, that really threatens you, *doesn't* it George?

You should have stuck to lurking, George.

Your opinions made so much more sense that way.

We're all nostalgic for those days, George.

As are you, George