I have received numerous piteous and tearful PMs from wildly distressed ET members who know how close Harry and I are, beseeching me to use my good offices with him to persuade him to return to posting, post-haste. They note that he has not posted in two whole days. Their reasons for commissioning me to perform this public service vary from the cruel ("We have no one to flame!") to the nostalgic ("I was just fixin' to get ready to work myself up to beginnin' to maybe thinkin' about tryin' to make a stab at understandin' what he thought he meant in the original French, which I will charitably assume was lost in translation to English!"). Baron informs me that advertisers are threatening to pull out, readership is down precipitously, and the very existence of ET is threatened. Harry! Revenez a nous! Nous vous respectons! Vous nous manquez! Moi, je promet de ne vous bruler pas, jamais encore! Votre ami, Jean-Michel.