| rdfs:comment | - Sadly, aside from his breathtaking contribution, nothing is known about this mysterious author. Immediately after his publishing of Fisher Price on November 1, 2005, he mysteriously vanished and has not been heard from since. His last known whereabouts are believed to have been a certain Ritz hotel, in Quincy, Indiana. Upon entering a recently vacated room to clean up, a cleaning lady encountered a crude draft (which has since been declared the original manuscript) of our author's work which he apparently accidentally left behind.
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| abstract | - Sadly, aside from his breathtaking contribution, nothing is known about this mysterious author. Immediately after his publishing of Fisher Price on November 1, 2005, he mysteriously vanished and has not been heard from since. His last known whereabouts are believed to have been a certain Ritz hotel, in Quincy, Indiana. Upon entering a recently vacated room to clean up, a cleaning lady encountered a crude draft (which has since been declared the original manuscript) of our author's work which he apparently accidentally left behind. It is believed that within the confines of this room our genius gave birth to his masterpiece. Needless to say, the identity of the last occupant of that room was immediately checked, but to everyone's great dismay our maestro had signed in as "4.252.99.182" (according to the clerk, our author had informed him that he was a robot, and therefore he did not find the name unusual). One other source of hope was that a detailed facial description could be provided, but it was quickly extinguished when it was learned that 4.252.99.182 had been wearing a George Bush rubber mask, something which, in addition to disguising his identity, had helped to eliminate the clerk's suspicions about our author's claim that he was a robot (everyone knows that George Bush is just a robot operated jointly by Dick Cheney and Karl Rove, but enough about that). It has been made clear that our literary erudite sadly does not want his true identity to be made known. Though this is an incredible disappointment to those many who wish to learn from this master, it is actually quite noble once you think about it. Our author obviously does not want his personal greatness to influence our perception of his work, but rather desires his work to speak for itself, for only then can one truly grasp its transcendent qualities and be inspired by them... 'sniffle'... such a considerate person... oh WHY MUST THE RIGHT THING ALWAYS FEEL SO WRONG?!?!
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