Once upon a time in the little village of Wizzley there was a magician. He was a shaman that created money-earning opportunities for those weary travellers that turned up on his doorstep - so that they could help themselves and gain sustenance. There were many opportunities to earn and many ways to promote that which they had created.
But one day a decision was made to curtail the promotion opportunity known as RSS. The decision was not broadcast, but those that looked for it at a later date found it to be gone - and there was woe within the village. Why had this excellent method been removed and the travellers deprived?
Can anyone complete this story?