As of Monday 4 PM PST, the Southland Fundraiser has died, like the Monty Python Parrot.
However, in the end, the dream job awaits at the end of August.
I will do some more writing tomorrow night. The Moratorium will be written after the election, otherwise, if you meet me face to face, I'll tell the tale.
For now, the Dead Parrot sketch:
And Moby's Memory Gospel that fits the mood: