Oh, great Siggy, Evil Overlord of us all, I have a confession to make.
I have not done all I can for your greatness, and I am here to confess my sins. I was not here for that dreaded day in March when you declared that all who come after are ‘less than.’ I had been here for Ancestor and Infection, and had gone back to hear Earthcore. Then I…I…
I blame it on JC Hutchins. He tried so hard to draw me away with his cliffhangers and his suspense and his interviews with so many creatives, as if he was so great to be able to get them to talk to him. But he did not draw me away, only distracted me for long enough to miss The Rookie and the beginning of Nocturnal. But I am back now. I am back and wise to his tricks. I will not be drawn away again.
To atone for my sins, I purchased your book from B&N on The Great Day. I was horrified to see that they were not out on the shelf, they were still in the back room, waiting to be freed upon the world to play their part in your plan. I let those who had committed such oversight know that I was there only for you, and they rushed to get me my fix. I could see the fear in their eyes, they knew better than to deny one of your junkies.
I am now caught up on Nocturnal and am awaiting the day that the next ep comes out. I bow to your greatness and yearn for the day when you become all that you are, and we can all watch you ascend to your proper status.
I can only hope that my atonement is sufficient. I now await your judgment.