<TO: Mark Finan and Vince Jefferson (Col. Wart) ... all your efforts to demote my YT efforts are doomed to failure.

The admins on this server have responded to my e-mail ...

this video has been (wrongly) flagged twice ... and pulled (but only for an hour or two - both times).

They said they will NOT pull it anymore ... however, they are in no position to judge quality (or lack thereof) ... they suggested that I simply tell everyone in the chess community about this video. Ask everyone (and your friends) to watch it, make sure that you voye "LIKE" (Thumbs-Up) if you enjoy my coverage of this great game.

A certain bunch of trolls are misbehaving ... one (in particular) has an axe to grind (a grudge carried over - from another website). This individual has flagged my video's as inappropriate, and told me that he was going to get my stuff removed. He is also creating multiple accounts - to denigrate my video's.

They're always watching and waiting,
For that moment you turn your head,
It makes me feel uncomfrotable,
While I'm lying in my bed.

I should'nt leave my house,
Or maybe even my room,
Because they're lurking in every shadow,
Waiting to drop the bomb of doom.

I can't help but avert my eyes,
When I receive an unsteady glance,
They're judging me, I know it,
They'll make fun of me at every chance.

Did I do something wrong,
I don't have a doubt in my mind,
The truth is that in this world,
Sanity is so hard to find.

This sentence has eight words in it.

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Benzol: <<chessgames> I have submitted a number of games by Sven - Goran Malmgren from the 1st WCC Ch. This should have been Harald Malmgren. Can you please correct this when uploading them. Thanks in advance.>

chessgames.com: <<Benzol> Thanks, we'll do a fine-and-replace type correction on your file. No need to upload them again with new info.>

Phony Benoni: <Is it really necessry to <fine-and-replace> poor <Benzol> for a little submission error?

Diademas: < matebay: How to determine the best player in the world:

1. gather the top 100 chess players 1. (including Wesley So) according to FIDE rating in one tournament hall.

2. Give them each a computer with broadband internet connection.

3. Let them log in to the ICC.

4. Then let the battle begin.

5. Each should play 2 conventional games per day against a player of their own choice via the invite feature. They are not allowed to leave the premises...but must be provided free accommodation inside.

6.. The one who is in the top of the rating list after one year gets the distinction.

And there can only be one! Go Wesley!>

<wordfunph> quotes Geller:

Feb-28-09 M.D. Wilson: Gyula Breyer died from heart disease at the age of only 27! If he had been around today, his life could have been prolonged.

<Next point: ...

So CG will pay an admin to type up a nice personalized email to Viagra4u@trashmail.net that will explain that while it's against our rules to post their website on 100 pages, we still would love hear their opinions of the Modern Benoni. Yeah, right.>

"Hi, I am Robed Bishop and I am a posting addict."

"Hello Robed Bishop," came the reply from the room, in unison. This was my second PA visit; at the first I was too chicken to stand up and speak.

"I'm sure you've heard this before and I know that my experience with CG.com is common knowledge, but here I go. It started with a simple limerick. A 'Roses are red, violets are blue' thing in response to a post from a user boasting about his victory over a student. I was unfamiliar with the posting procedure and I recall how I fumbled with the edit screen before finally hitting the 'Post Kibitz' button. What a great feeling that was. Hello Dopamine, my new best friend.

"Now I know that limericks and small insults are gateway postings, that they lead to heavier use and then to more involved comedy, but back then I was completely unaware of the path I was on. For awhile it was just once a day. Then twice and three times a day, then I was on to short blurbs in response to fictitious emails from 'fans.' It wasn't long before I had created elaborate stories of dreams and a relationship to a well-known religion, followed by a firm belief that I was part of a larger movement, The Troop. Yep, I was a Trooper. By then I was checking CG four and five times a day. I was missing time from work and not turning in reports because I was 'sick' or someone in my family was ill. My grandparents died several times during this time, and each time my lapses were overlooked. I could whip together a piece on beards or Florida in just a few minutes, hit 'Kibitz', pass through the edit screen and hit 'Post Kibitz' in seconds. I would then sit back, spend a few quiet minutes with Dopamine, my old friend. Of course it couldn't last.

"After I lost my job, my family was next. I was spending money I didn't have at coffee cafes. I would change locations frequently so I wouldn't be noticed. A Starbucks one night, an Einsteins the next. Soon I was outside the cafes turning tricks for coffee money because the staff wouldn't let me surf without a drink. When my muse was with me, my keyboard would be smoking. When I couldn't find the words, I would pace the quiet streets, hands writhing, muttering to myself.

"I don't remember much of the night I was brought in. I recall that I was furiously typing away, my eyes glued to the screen, when I was approached by the CG Enforcers. 'Mr. Bishop, you need to come with us,' they said. I didn't even look up. I was putting the finishing touches on a parody piece regarding chess cheating.

"I wound up at an inpatient facility. At first I was shackled to the bed, no keyboard in sight. 'Roses are red, Violets are blue. Give me a keyboard, I know what to do.' After that first night, I was allowed in a room. My counselor came in and explained my disease. Naturally, nothing he said applied to me. I hadn't insulted anyone. He would patiently open my file and read me my posts. A story here, a snide remark there. I would agree, and a few days later we would do it all again.

"Now that I'm out I am reacquainting myself with my family. We meet at quiet restaurants and make small talk. They try not to say anything too funny lest I backslide, but things are going well. In another week or so I will start looking for a job. Things are looking up.

"At times I still catch myself visiting CG.com. I pretend I'm not looking for other Troopers, because of course they don't exist, but deep down I know I'm looking for signs of them, humorous posts that are the telltale footsteps of their existence.

"My counselor says I will soon recognize fact from fiction; that posting without humor will become second nature once again. I guess I know that it's true, but I also know what else is true: that roses are red and violets are blue�"

<chessgames.com: <Daniel spent 5 minutes examining the code behind Recent Chessforum Activity page and then muttered "thank God I'm a genius."

See if it works now. :) >>

Not sure I like the way people on your site are attacking pregnant women.

<Thanks for not voting, WannaBe!

<SwitchingQuylthulg: <dak> Do what I did during the European Individual - use an alarm clock :-)>

<dakgootje: yeah, but it starts at some idiotic time like around 4, or 27 to 5 or something like that. Which isn't how the world should work! Sport events either start somewhere in the morning, so you'd better be up alright - or they are from the usa and take all evening and night as well. But this is somewhere in between! Between tea and brillig - I can't cope with that!

Ignore them. They are automated messages by CG. They want people to think Kramnik fans exist.>