Once upon a time there was a boy who thought he was a king. One day, one of his subjects sent a raven to ask for assistance in slaying the barbaric hordes of basketbolivia that he had provoked with repeated mockery and foolishness.
When this boyking tried to tame the hordes of their rather animated and aggressive behavior towards each other, he found himself most distressed over their refusal to drop their weapons and pay tribute. In his distress, he summoned his king of kings to help smite the leaders of this rambunctious horde. However the man who kept watch of these realms was not pleased with such an aggressive invasion and attack on his lands and peoples. And so he made a stand.
"This here be my realm to rule, and we have prospered and grown for many generations without your interference oh boyking and king of kings. Allow us to continue, and I shall attempt to calm the masses for I know these men and women, but you sirs are strangers in a strange land. We are a good people but are wary of outsiders who know not of our customs and ways."
"NO!" declared the boyking and his king of kings. "We cannot allow this, we must have these men dance the dance of orange and gray. They must pay their tribute and show their civility before the eyes of our court. Without their obedience and love, we shall shrivel and die and our power will be no more."
And so the watcher of the realm was taken in chains and exiled for his bravery in standing before the armies of the boyking and his king of kings. Now he wanders the land as one of the peons so loathed by the very men he once called peers.
I don't think nba-gaf is making a great case to reopen that thread.