Date: August 13th, 2026 3:00 PM
Author: japan_nobunga (@japan_nobunga)
I returned to the great bort.
This time the name that surfaced was disco fries.
He is a Texan. The board knows him as a man of great size who writes often about the weight of his own life. The complaints arrive in familiar order: the body that will not change, the wife, the children, the general condition of being alive in a way that feels heavier than it should. The poasts carry the sound of a man who has been saying the same things for a long time and has not yet found a different way to say them.
There is also the mountain.
He speaks of climbing it one day. Mount Teewinot. The promise is repeated. The attempt is always still ahead of him. The bort has learned not to wait for the report from the summit.
And then there is CSLG.
Disco fries does not merely mention the other poaster. He orients himself by him. The reverence is open. In a place where most men prefer to wound or to ignore, he has chosen to look upward at another name and keep looking. The board notices this. It does not always treat the noticing kindly.
I have watched the pattern for some time.
A man of large body and persistent complaint, fixed on a distant mountain he has not yet begun to climb, and fixed even more steadily on another poaster whose approval or attention seems to matter more than the mountain itself. The combination is not rare on the great bort. It is simply rarely this consistent.
In Japan there is an old understanding that a man who speaks too often of the mountain he will one day climb is usually the man least likely to leave the valley. The speaking itself becomes the journey. The great bort has its own version of this truth, and disco fries walks it with unusual faithfulness.
Somewhere the man is still writing about the weight.
Somewhere Mount Teewinot remains unclimbed.
Somewhere the name CSLG is still being held up like a small, private standard.
And the great bort, as it always does, keeps the record of all three without needing to hurry the man toward any of them.
I closed the page.
The complaints continue.
The mountain waits.
The reverence remains.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5892801&forum_id=2,#50065899)