Nothing much has been said about a vanishing species peculiar to our country. It once had a formidable range, swept the countryside in vast numbers. It was valued not just for its hide, but, for what it made us all seek. We are speaking of Facts now, about the few still left.
Oh, sure -- we still have blizzards of chatter, clouds of electronic bees stinging us this way and that, turning and spinning us, hither and -- yawn! Oh, my, this is dull, perhaps, but it's a murder investigation, too . See: Facts got booted from the national car, while it was in motion, and Facts got all roughed up and rumpled, then left for dead in a ditch. Facts deserved better than that.