Oh! Great woe has befallen the South Carolina Governor's School for Science and Mathematics! Transfinite Joy has met its timely demise and is now in the throes of death. The death rattle of this esteemed publication is surely an ill omen for the future. When our beloved repository of student creativity is gone, the entire school will be the worse for it. The personal loss felt by each student is incalculable, but greater still is the void that will be created by its absence. Where will students turn to hear the anguished cries of their peers? The GSSM Journal? Ha, that muckraking claptrap could scarcely hold the interest of a three-toed sloth for more than five minutes. Why, the writers of the GSSM Journal ought to be ashamed of themselves for be associated with such an ill-fated endeavor. I am certain that Transfinite Joy: a Chronicle would never allow anyone even associated with that electronic rag to submit an article for publishing based merely on past performance. Certainly, no one in connection with the GSSM Journal has or ever will be involved with our journaling of the Governor's School experience. However, back to the point at hand, the enormous gap left behind in the wake of Transfinite Joy. Where will administration turn for in-depth insights into the everyday experience of their students? How will they learn of common rule infractions and oversights in enforcement? Surely, this information is not available in the Guiding Light! As for La Resistance and the Fishbowl, while well-meaning organizations, they cannot compare to Transfinite Joy in terms of readership or volume of publication. Yes, it would seem that unless some well-meaning junior resuscitates Transfinite Joy, it is doomed to be but a fond memory from a golden era. I say again, unless some altruistic soul (ruling out Corey Garriot unfortunately...) performs CPR on the choking lady, she will die. Unless, some kind-hearted fool opens the blue lip-glossed mouth of Transfinite Joy, and pressing firmly his own lips, breathes into Xoom.com the proper passwords, she will expire. Then he must press down hard on the sternum of warmmail.com and check for submissions or her very heart will cease beating. Barring the actions of this benevolent visionary, Transfinite Joy is lost. It is indeed a dark day for the Governor's School.