[From_Miller_to_Meat: Apology_Accepted]

You know, the world ain't bad.

Maybe it's the approach of our American holiday Thanksgiving, where we celebrate all the generous help the indigenous people of North America lavished upon our ancestors (before said ancestors' germ-infested, raping, and murdering ways wiped them all out, leaving only colorful casinos behind), but everything seems pretty great lately. My best friend Dierdre is back here on the site, having narrowly averted a mistake of cataclismique proportions, Alex Carpediem has learned how to use the "tom" in his drumkit, so NIN can now play "Dead Souls" live, and Meathead has formally apologized to Wearing These Chains.

"But wait a second, Gabriel", you exclaim. "I never read any formal apology." Well, I say to you, then you don't know Meathead.

As we all know, Meathead writes a column for the nin hotline, where Meathead makes fun of Trent Reznor (or as he likes to call him sometimes, "Trank Rosner"). Sometimes he calls him dumb, or lazy, but it all comes from the place of really being a super huge geeked-out fan of Michael T. Reznor's in the first place.

Remember how in 3rd grade guys would pull the pigtails of the girls they secretly liked? It's kinda like that.

Well I'm sure you're all by now familiar with the fact that when I offered Meat some constructive criticism, it set off a retort, and then Meathead actually quit the internet because of it all. I was crushed. But then he showed up at the Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania show, wearing an official WTC t-shirt:

At first I was confused -- why was Mr. Head wearing our shirt, the URL to the site prominently displayed? Wasn't he mad at us? Surely he must knew that by adding his delightful addition to our design, he was only -- aside from upsetting the balance of my meticulously crafted design work -- giving us "props", or "respect"... but wasn't I -- Gabriel Miller -- the very reason he quit his column in the first place? And then I realized what was going on.

He was pulling my pigtails. This was his way of apologizing. And after further examination it became clear why.

One of the main points of my dissertation against Meat was that his recent output had suffered from a general lack-of-laughness. Both in quantity and quality, Meat wasn't bringing the goods. But as the above graph demonstrates, after my post Meathead's creative output leapt an astounding Two Hundred and Twenty-Five Percent -- which even included a flash cartoon! The conclusion is obvious:

I am Meathead's muse.

So right on Meathead -- you keep on being meaty, and I'll keep on being myself, giving you that plateau to strive for. Who knows; maybe with my example to follow we can get your average up to 2 posts a week.

We can do it. Together. I believe in you.