Several months ago, when I first found XMTS, I eagerly signed up, thrilled to find a place where good advice and pleasant conversation could be had.

As I voraciously consumed the various threads, I heard whispers of a shadowy and arcane organization called "The Order of the Dandelion." Intrigued, I commenced my researches. Whilst browsing the various social groups, I was astonished to find The Order listed among them! Surely this was a ruse, or a most unlikely error on the part of this secretive and vaguely sinister organization!

With vast trepidation, I clicked on the link. I had to know! Astonished, I perused the list of acknowledged members. There were Moderators, noted kilt makers, a juggernaut of all things. Thoughts racing, I logged off before (I sincerely hoped!) my breach of their security was noticed. In stunned silence I sut down my machine and carried myself to bed.

My dreams were troubled. In my fevered state I imagined black helicopters, boot-shod men wearing black balaclavas breaching my door and rushing up the stair.....I woke. With trembling hands I poured a stiff shot of Glenrothes and sipped it late into the night.

When I finally slept again, clarity seemed to seep into my thoughts. I awoke refreshed and filled with resolve. Perhaps, I reasoned, the Order was not so sinister as I had imagined? There were undoubtedly admirable people listed among the members. Their creed seemed, on its face, to be one I agreed with. Perhaps with time and effort, I might prove myself worthy of membership!

No doubt by invitation only. There would be a series of examinations designed to winnow out the unworthy aspirants. Then the obligatory trials by ordeal and combat to qualify the aspirant for the long, arduous and dangerous quest to gain the renown necessary for membership in such an august body.

Then I found this thread:

http://www.xmarksthescot.com/forum/s...rder+dandelion

Surely not...open to all?? Not for the first time I was astounded by the truth I had discovered. Then, as awareness dawned, I was again dumbfounded by the subtle machinations of the Order! The finding of the thing is the quest! They lay a few sparse clues, allow the existence of the order to call the worthy like the siren's song! I see it now....I see it all....Wait.. there's a knock at my door. Do I hear helicopters? I must.....