they're still frickin coming!!

Apparently this story (or the grad office's side of it, anyway) is spreading like wild fire throughout the English department. I've been chatted with by two professors since then (both of them, of course, hate my guts), and I suspect that more is on the way. What do they do, bring this shit up at the damn department meetings?

Anyway, my crusade is growing in numbers. I have allied to my cause the GAs that matter in the department. We are going to pick up any random people that might look like fascists and pummel them into paste right after I'm finished talking to you.

One word of advice: don't make any sudden, saluting movements around us. We eat fascists for breakfast and we're very hungry.