When the country nearly vanished from the face of Micras, I was one of those who made a lot of noise and jumped up and down in an attempt to keep it alive. (All Hail the Memory of Mahamantot I!). We succeeded beyond my wildest hopes.
Shireroth lives. It florishes, as a matter of fact. This thrills me. It florishes to the degree where my near-absence will not make an appreciable difference.
This has something, but not much, to do with the current politil climate. My business is entering a critical phase, and is in dire need of my attention. My creative energies micronationally must take a back seat to this.
I also have another long-term MN project (which I will not promote at this time), and I will wander the wikispaces of moicronationry. I just can't afford the attention to Shirithian current events that they deserve at this time.
Jess left me in charge of BUI until his return. I'll pop in every other day or so to check on BUI.
I will keep my Shirithian, citizenship. And in the words of Douglas McArthur,
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,I Shall Return!
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!
Long Live the Kaiser.
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