by oowolf » Tue 05 Feb 2008, 17:48:50
I miss PenultimateManStanding. Not the imposter, post-packing-it-in PMS of today, but the hale and vibrant PMS of yore who regaled our senses so delightfully as our on-site Professor of Humanities.
O! Still through the misty Valhalla of Memory I recall what a treat it was, after a grueling session in that arid Fifth Circle of Hell (also known as "the Depletion Modeling Section') to descend to that cool and verdant Paradise Lost (Open Discussion) to refresh my aching, graph-ravaged squinties on those lovely images of PreRaphaelite damosels by the likes of Waterhouse, Burne-Jones and, dare I say, Rossetti that PMS used to post.
But, alas! Now all is withered, the pitcher lies broken at the well, and the Harp that once through Tara's Halls...
What could have happened? Poster poopout? Infernal intrigues by culture-hating mods? Or a surfeit of absinthe?
Don't we deserve even some occasional crumb of culture-no matter how decadent? A litte Aubrey Beardsley perhaps...