Body issues have combined and they appear united in declaring The Running Dog an apostate, but unlike the author of Earthly Voyage the central committee for knees backs and the right metatarsals has decided against crucifixion. My emissaries were met by footpads somewhere around the tummy button so relations with the revolutionaries are at the moment somewhat strained.
Of the options available to whatever it is that remains between my ears the only
one acceptable to the revolutionaries is a regimen that requires me to to do
nothing much more than sitting quietly in a sensible chair and stare at the
wall. The sometimes very attractive alternative of lower body amputation has
been dismissed as extremist.