Krotchett’s Farewell: Mockery Paused, Mission Begins

Well, well, well. Looks like the old goat’s finally done hollering at the digital sky.

After years of poking the bloated bellies of hypocrisy and flinging satire like monkey poo at the smug, the greedy, and the willfully stupid, I’m hanging up the Krotchett cane. Not because I’ve run out of targets (God knows they’re breeding), but because I’ve decided it’s time to trade mockery for meaning.

Turns out, yelling into the void is fun, but building something real—something useful for people who actually need a break—is better. So I’m redirecting my fire and fury toward MyResourcery.org, a place for low-income seniors and caregivers to get real help, real answers, and maybe—just maybe—a little dignity in a system designed to confuse and discard them.

Krotchett isn’t dead. He’s just working undercover now. Less rage, more remedy.

So thanks for laughing, cringing, and occasionally wondering if I’d finally lost it. I probably had. But I’m off to make some noise where it counts.

Don’t be sentimental. Be useful.

—Krotchett, Out