We’ve come a long, long way together
Through the hard times and the good
I have to celebrate you, baby
I have to praise you like I should

Good morning from my Hunker-Bunker overlooking the Puget Sound from West Seattle.

As I shout out to the crowd in this empty room, I am surrounded by the ghosts of the “Loyal Citizens” who used to fill these pages with their heart-filled beliefs and dreams, and a lot of rough and imaginative imagery of what bothered The Emperor Misha the most.

This site wasn’t for the timid. Most Liberals stayed as far away as they could, because we said the word “fuck” too many times, I guess. But that didn’t bother me a bit. I was the guy you loved to hate. You needed a foil and I was all too eager to provide it for you. It kept this engine going.

There are SO many things I could say here, but I will try to keep this short and sweet. My days of rambling text to belabor a point are over. The Emperor Misha has sailed off to a different adventure a few years ago and is probably never returning. All the fans of Misha have moved on to their own adventures, and I’ve been left for the past couple of years just shouting out into the empty room here, every now an again getting an echo in return.

It has been fun to work with Misha and the rest of Management™ throughout the years here at the Rott. Some of you I still see and talk to on other social platforms.

At one time, this site used to get an average of 25000 hits a day, give or take a hundred. The database here was HUGE with registered members. There were so many people hitting this place that we HAD to keep comments to registered members only. Today, I can leave the comments wide open for weeks before it started getting spam.

WHERE DID EVERYBODY GO?

Well, life happened. In far too many cases, death happened also. We’ve all moved on in our ultimate journeys — nothing is forever. Even the caretaker and Imperial Tech Wizard has to go some time. I just never expected to be the one to have to decide to put the puppy down.

Sure, I could just walk away and let this thing flap in the wind until the domain expires, but that wouldn’t be the responsible thing to do. It would only be a matter of weeks before some Asian fucknozzle turned this into an illegal porn site.

The Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler is done.

January 31, 2025 will be the date I wipe the database of everything but this post. I will leave the comments open for thirty days, and from then on it will live in the Internet Memories.

But what about all those memories?

If you ever get nostalgic, and want to go and relive the adventures we had on the Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler, you will always be able to access them from anywhere in the world by going to the

Internet Archives on The Wayback Machine!

Just search for nicedoggie.net on archive.org.

Comments are open for twenty-eight days starting on February 1st. On March 1st this site becomes locked, and the ONLY thing that will change is the music.