Needless to say, I am the father of SeriousUltimate. I can't believe it took you neanderthals this long to decipher the true identity of your crypto-blogger. It was more obvious than the answer to the question: What was the birth country of Rochester's first wife in Jane Eyre?

Of course it was me you troglodytes.

What other denizen of the ultimate community could have authored such biting and yet elegant prose, sprinkled with ascorbic bromides and barbs, while tactfully and deftly blunting their point with absurdist characterizations of the fictional authors--all of which the credulous ultimate community ingested with voracious appetite. I laughed with haughty yet carefully cloaked glee as your stumbling sluths groped for suspects, finally siezing on Joe Ferrari for reasons of sheer propinquity.

I make no apologies to anyone. What sentient soul wouldn't sympathize with my mortification at the calamity and cacophany of words, thinly wrapping a vain and desperate reach for meaning and authentic identity, that is a plebian blog?