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Meanwhile, back at the ranch, there have been no irate
respondents calling in, nothing out of the ordinary
for a quiet Sunday morning other than Canadian
Thanksgiving. We'll start dialing them again on
Tuesday, I think.

Threatening abusive respondents is not a good plan.

I have yet to take my break.

Ah, clergy-moments. Not the big world-saving sort of
thing, but it makes that much difference when you can
be an unexpected source of understanding for someone
who's having a rough day.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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