Custos Mortum RIP

It is with regret that I must report that a fine blog out of the U.K. known as Custos Morum is no more. Its proprietor has opted to pull the plug on this fine blog. (If you want a sense of what this dead blog looks like now, turn off your monitor screen and stare at it. If you find a blog called Custos Morum, I assure you, it is a different blog than the one I write of here, which was a Blogger blog.)
The reason is that he is now "standing for elected office for the Labour Party in the UK" and has wisely realized that:
a) His time will be put to better use campaigning for office rather than blathering away in his pajamas.
2) His opponent(s) might use his bloggeral as a blunt weapon with which to club him.

It is ironic, is it not, that a democracy's civil servants must remain guarded about stating their views freely? Our public servants, our politicians, must forego some of the most basic freedoms that we common rabble take for granted. And the more famous the politician, the less freedoms. Imagine if Sir Winston Churchill were to walk down the street in Piccadilly Circus today. Why, he'd be mobbed! Not only because he's dead and dead people would be a great curiosity if they walked the streets, but because...well, he's Sir Winston Churchill.
The rest of us commoners have the freedom to just stroll along and enjoy the sights.

This post is a bit delayed. I'd meant to write of this last week, but my blog crashed. That's one problem Custos Morum will not have to grapple with any longer; a crashed blog.
We wish Custos Morum the very best in his ambitious campaign. We trust his star will shine for a bright political future.
Hail Britannia!