You may have been taught not to speak ill of the dead. I was taught "don't hit them, because they can't fight back, but speak ill of them all you want."

So good-bye, you ravening fuckwit. You'll not be missed.

Another small light in the infinite darkness: did you hear that someone in Kansas grew a brain (http://www.49abcnews.com/news/2006/mar/14/usd_345_school_board_rejects_book_ban_request/)? Yes, maybe the long, dark night of the plain is turning into... well, maybe not dawn. But at least someone likt a spluttering flashlight.