Your Sock Puppet Committee would note that Tom has not even logged on since I started this thread, indeed not since I responded to his nasty comment that precipitated this thread. I hope I didn't hurt his imaginary feelings. Now that Martin has spent the 4.2 seconds it takes to change one's time settings, he and Tom are a full hour apart. One might think this would provide a sufficient safety net for Tom to start posting again without fear of being accused of non-existence by your Committee.
Martin's new time zone, BTW, places him on a small fishing vessel somewhere in the Atlantic, or possibly an internet cafe in Banjul. Gambia (which your Committee believes may in fact be a sock puppet country created by The Donald for purposes unknown but surely nefarious).
Your Committee does admire the sheer sock puppet chutzpah with which Martin simply carries on as though his goofy facade had not been reamed, steamed and drycleaned. Actually, Martin, your Committee thinks you should just start over with an entirely new gig. We're going to suggest "Fuzzy Wuzzy" so you don't even have to pretend to be a person; yes, you can be an actual sock puppet and fulfill these deviant fantasies that seem to possess you.
Just flew back from Sydney and, boy, are my arms tired! Ba-da-boom, ba-da-ba, a little song, a little dance, a little seltzer in your pants.