As a lurker to this whole revengefic thing, I just want you to know
that I'm not all that upset at having 300+ messages in the mailbox.

I am however frightened. Frightened for myself, and what I might do.

Cowering in my superdimensional SPAM shelter, I await the deluge of
counterattack fics that will storm the ML like a cleansing tide. There
isn't even time for a program to tell apart the players, folks.

So watch out all you lurkers, and all of you combatants too, cause I'm
on the hotline to Bangor, and the nukes are primed in their launch
tubes. "Set Condition 1SQ for Strategic Missile Launch! Man
Battlestations
Missile!" I imagine 50 or so Trident II missiles and about 400
50-kiloton
MIRVs might *possibly* put a dent in this revengefic assault. (I won't
hold my breath, but what can you do? Drown under the revengefics or 
go out in a series of brilliant plasma fireballs rocketing to the 
consensual hallucinatory stratosphere of cyberspace?)

I nuked Ranma once. Don't think I won't do it again.

"We had to nuke the FFML to save it," 
                         -Generalissimo J. Austin Wilde,
                          Madman Savior of all We Hold Dear