Alex Ross, music critic of the New Yorker, once wrote of Hector Berlioz: “In his youth, he would stand in the stalls of the Paris Opera and rage against every small inaccuracy and embellishment. ‘Who has dared to correct Gluck?’ he would shout during a pause. ‘Not a sign of a trombone; it is intolerable!’”

Well, today, 3/5/15, a Thursday and usually a busy day in Tax Court, Tax Court is again shut and, I suppose, teletubbying.

But unlike 2/17/15, when only one order (and no opinions or designated hitters) showed up on my computer from 400 Second Street, NW, in the new Windy City, today there are none, no opinions, designated hitters or orders. Would you believe, none?

Not even redoubtable Ch J Michael B. (“Iron Mike”) Thornton, who issued the sole order appearing on 2/17/15 (see my blogpost “Timing Is Everything”, 2/17/15), has put one up today.

No, I’m not teletubbying. I’m “fettered to an office stool”, as Sir William Schwenk Gilbert put it, and taking a break from editing a tax opinion (marketed type, the kind IRS has decreed dare not speak its name).

So I paraphrase Berlioz: “Not a sign of an order! It is intolerable!”