There once was a man who developed, Ye Ole Grand Website of Renown. It was a lovely site and he was well proud of his accomplishment. The navigation of the site surpassed Viking tales of old. Each section of the website sported a beautifully crafted signboard and Old England flare. Tidbits of knowledge were placed liberally throughout the site and the owner thought to wax fat and happy as he estimated the value of the site to his own family wealth. Lo this was a beneficent day in the life of the owner the day when the masses would be welcomed to his beauteous beyond reckoning website.
Alas the masses did not arrive. They did not bring coin to cast into his personal treasury and the site languished under the labor of silence and disuse.
The owner lamented his misfortune and stood in the middle of his room in the midst of wailing and gnashing of teeth. So much work had gone into the site yet no one had bothered to notice.
Hear ye, hear ye, he called from his high-back leather office chair, I would that ye would come to my site and traverse its many byways. This site hath much to offer. Turn aside and ye shall see.
A fine soliloquy to be sure, but this...