For too long, disputes have festered.  When disputes fester, people die.  Enough people have died.

If we cast our mind back, to when John Fareham was executed for a joke being told by FourMenInSuits, the facts of the matter might have been established prior to an assassination taking place that destabilised the entire community, and the reverberations of which are felt to this day.

It would have gone something like this:

Constipated: FourMenInSuits just told a joke.

Lincoln_Lawyer: What of it?

Constipated: I'm going to kill my RHM.

Lincoln_Lawyer: But he didn't even tell the joke?  And aren't you worried that it'll start a war that will wipe out the entire community?

Constipated: LL, I can't have uninvolved third parties telling jokes without killing a random

Lincoln_Lawyer: I know what you mean.  I once awarded a competition prize to a non-entrant.  People died, but it was worth it.

'I'll sing myself to sleep

A song from the darkest hour

Secrets I can't keep

Inside of a day

Swing from high to deep

Extremes of sweet and sour

Hope that God exists

I hope, I pray

Drawn by the undertow

My life is out of control

I believe this wave will bear my weight

So let it flow'

The case for more sit-downs is overwhelming.  Recently, I was subjected to awful abuse by the daughter of the would-have-rogued highflier DeathBecomesMe.  She was very rude to me, and I didn't like it.  

I wanted a sit-down.  I want a sit-down.

'Oh, sit down

Oh, sit down

Oh, sit down

Sit down next to me

Sit down (sit down, sit down, sit down, down)

In sympathy'

So, who will join me?   Who will reinvigorate the proud history of sit-downs?  We would of course need judges, and facilitators, and perhaps enforcers.  

Which type of people would we like?

'Now I'm relieved to hear

That you've been to some far out places

It's hard to carry on

When you feel all alone

Now I've swung back down again

It's worse than it was before

If I hadn't seen such riches

I could live with being poor'

We could impose fines, issue death threats, give sombre dressing downs.  And, sometimes, give praise, if it is due.  To turn this around, what is the point in not having a sit-down?

'Oh, sit down

Oh, sit down

Oh, sit down

Sit down next to me

Sit down (sit down, sit down, sit down, down)

In sympathy'

So who is with me?  Who will sit with me in support of the sit-down?

'Those who feel the breath of sadness

Sit down next to me

Those who find they're touched by madness

Sit down next to me

Those who find themselves ridiculous

Sit down next to me

In love, in fear, in hate, in tears

In love, in fear, in hate, in tears

In love, in fear, in hate, in tears

In love, in fear, in hate

Down

Down

Oh, sit down

Oh, sit down

Oh, sit down

Sit down next to me

Sit down (sit down, sit down, sit down, down)

In sympathy

Oh, sit down

Oh, sit down

Oh, sit down

Sit down next to me

Sit down (sit down, sit down, sit down, down)

In sympathy

Down'

Good grief, what drugs are you on?

I'll take 50lbs of it.

I've heard that everyone else is still having loads of sit downs but you just aren't invited. I wouldn't like to even hazard a guess as to why. Just what I've heard. 

We all know mobsters trial their own goods for quality purposes,  we are just fortunate enough not to lose as many brain cells as your line.

My guess poor quality product has effected your retention and IQ. I heard there is a psychward in Philadelphia,  though I'm not sure if it's still up and operating,  I suggest you check yourself in for a few nights while your delusional state disappears.

Victoria found herself wandering the streets not really listening to anything anyone was saying or paying much attention. It had been a lot of hard work the last week or so forcing herself out of bed to help out in Los Angeles. Which is why when a voice called out demanding sit downs she couldn't help herself but move closer. Sure the person had said some other words and things, but she was very focused on one key part. 

I want a sit down

And Victoria, being a massive fan of napping, lazing about and being generally inactive thought this was finally an idea she could get before something she could stand for, nay, sit for. 

So with a sigh of happiness, rather than exasperation, the temporary-Right-hand-Woman did what was asked of her. 

She took a seat.