In Which It Is Time To Invoke New Policies With A Stomp Of The Wendigo’s Hoof
It’s time, I’m afraid, for some Terribleminds-flavored Wendig-themed policies up in here. Or, put differently, it’s time to be a dick. I hate to do it but, lately I’ve been getting… lots of emails. And the occasional tweets or Facebook message or G+ missive. I’m getting lots of folks asking me for lots of different things.