That's me, Riotrussky, not the Psychotic Dimension, of course. Oh,
the joys of Anglo-Saxon and the fun we can have by twisting our words to mean the opposite of what we mean in order to confuse the enemy into the belief that we come in peace.

Rather mean don't you think? And I mean that in all earnestness, although I much prefer elliotness to boring old earnest, if you get my drift, which if you have read any of these fabulous fabulations drifting in the cloud, as we now call the world wide web that used to be the information superhighway; despite the fact, you cannot actually drive there unless you possess a really bid hard drive that comes in tiny, tiny plastic boxes instead of those huge colourful plastic bricks they used back in the days of Star Trek The Original Series.....

Or am I just being mean again?