An on-again/off-again unserious manque intellectual, a topsy-turvy monad who sits by the keys and spews, sometimes writing, enjoying relative anonymity in cyberspace, to no feasible end other than some egregious, undeserved psychological satisfaction. The days of writing’s “significance” are over, Madames et Monsieurs. Read quietly, if you must. Minimal sentience is presupposed. This description is subject to change, like everything else.