Operative DT whinges:

Oh Wise Volgi, Whose Wisdom Knows No End (and, might I add, is really “rocking the 啤酒 Gut”:

As a mere operative, I could not hope to provide a suggestion to one as mighty as yourself. However, might I beseech you to consider the position in which you place your loyal mobile readers when you post an image of one so comely as Ms. Cupp?

So there I was, see, minding my own business, reading your wonderful post on my Droid. As you no doubt know, one scrolls through a mobile site by sliding one’s finger across the page. Well, I’m sure you can guess where the scrolling stopped – over the lovely image of the blessed Ms. Cupp. So, to scroll further, I was forced to slide my hand over her picture in a most unseemly way. After a mere 45 minutes of so scrolling, I was treated by my beloved Mrs. Operative to a truly Gormogonian Boot to the Gut™!

So please, honored and feared ŒV, perhaps you might consider a warning when posting such an image?

First of all, DT, get back to work. Secondly, your Volgi doesn’t drink 啤酒. Call it his vintage port gut, if you will, but it ain’t 啤酒. Also, how do you have any idea what Confucius looks like? You people are under strict orders to keep your foreheads to the floor in the Audience Hall. We put in the damn under-floor radiant heating for you, and this is the thanks we get? Expect a visit from the Mandarin with his Bag of Pointy Stuff.

Speaking of the Mandarin, he wants to know if Mrs. Operative got those steel-toed stiletto heels he sent her for graduating his Gut-Boot Camp®.

Confucius, Œc. Vol.

Don’t ask impertinent questions like that jackass Adept Lu.