It's been over a week now since any Warblogger has made a new post. The rumor mill is churning. Some believe they have finally seen the light, realized they were misguided, wrong, out of their freaking minds. Other's just assumed Blogger was down again. I have another theory to share. Understand I've only verified this with one source so I may be wrong. I contacted the only Warblogger I have ever exchanged an email with. It was not without some trepidation that I initiated the contact since the last email I received from him said not to ever leave a comment on his site and never send him another email and some other stuff I'd rather not repeat. But this was serious so I took a chance. To his credit he responded. When I saw the email in my inbox my first thought was the others were right they have come to understand the evil of their ways, but as you've heard said, truth is stranger than fiction. According to my source the Warbloggers held a secret meeting in Upstate New York, none other than the InstaPundit called it in a rare moment of clarity; damn I love their crazy names. It was quite a meeting, The Warbloggers, along with their families traveled from all over the world to attend. The purpose of the meeting was to share ideas and come up with an effective strategy for dealing with such irrelevant sites as War Blogger Watch, that uppity Brit Brendan O'Neill and the good Dr. Menlo and the others at American Samizdat. The sessions were impassioned. One Dr. Weevil was heard to say "I'm going to spellcheck their asses until they get it right. I've just invested in the Oxford English Dictionary, and they won't get anything past me." The darling of the warblogger world Pejman Pundit, was a featured speaker. He promised to never miss another Warbloggers link, never. At this point in the conference a strange thing happened. One of the Warbloggers Moms asked to speak. Warbloggers like the rest of us love their moms so she was invited to the podium, the microphone was adjusted and she began to speak. Sons and Daughters we have recently started reading your weblogs and we are not happy. There is way too much meanness and name-calling and we’re here to tell you we don't like it. We have taught you from the time you were little that "if you can't say something nice don't say anything at all" You are not saying anything nice. So we're asking you not to make another post to your weblogs until you find something nice to say. Well the Warbloggers were aghast, but well it was their moms, and if nothing else they believe in minding their moms. The results have been remarkable not a single post in the past week. Web traffic has decreased 50%, you can actually access a blogspot site and it pops up instantly. A few Warbloggers have been exchanging emails and actually calling one another on the telephone, but so far not a single post. One was heard to say, "I'm trying to think of something nice to say, but, well it’s been a while. This is harder than I thought, but I'll keep trying. I'm doing it for my Mom. Well that’s about it I thought you would like to know. Hold on for a moment the phone is ringing. Hello, oh hi Mom, I was just thinking of you. What, well, yes Mom I understand, okay Mom I'll remember. Yes Mom, It was nice talking to you too. I'm back but I have to go for now. Oh yes, and it may be a day or two before I post again. I'll explain later.