In the interest of keeping the record clear and clean, I'd like to offer a point of clarification. Or, rather, several points.
1) "Oxy" is the pet name given by Simulated Beaver, Michael J. Smith, to this blog's first author: Charles F. Oxtrot.
2) As the lawyer representing this blog in the lawsuit filed against it by GRH, LLC I am in occasional contact with Mr. Oxtrot. I confirmed with him the fact that the random commenter accused as being "Oxy" (as noted above: thus, Charles F. Oxtrot) was, in fact, not Mr. Oxtrot. Mr. Oxtrot also does not know anything about who may have written the comment that prompted the accusation.
3) Mr. Oxtrot was not and is not a lawyer, nor is he this blog's lawyer. Mr. Oxtrot's background is stated quite clearly on the right margin of this blog:
Charles F. Oxtrot - The Magister of Mendacious Mirth himself, hated by leftists, rightists, misogynists, misanders, feminists, lesbians, gays, bis, trannys, liberals, progressives, Marxists, Republicans, conservatives, neocons, neolibs, socialists, agorists, futurists, optimists, scientism-ists, pseudo-skeptics, statists, libertarians, Chomskyites, Zionists, kibbutzers, armchair athletes, people who think knowing sports statistics is an impressive feat, road bicyclists, nordic skiers, mountain lifestylers, country clubbers, trust funders, hipsters, Green Economy boosters, NPR fans, PBS fans, public school fans, Will Ferrell fans, Fred Armisen fans, Democrats, people in each coast's Portland, golfers, card players, gamblers, SUV owners, spineless wussies and other pathetic characters on the human stage. He left the writer's position to assume the editor's job, but only lasted 3 days as editor before getting on his bicycle and pedaling away for an un-announced length of time. Still drops by occasionally via deus ex machina.
4) Perhaps the accuser has a difficult time keeping organized in her mind the separate authors who have contributed to this blog's posts. Perhaps she is just confused. The only person who has served as counsel to this blog is Chester B. Redweld, who by no mere coincidence happens to be myself, so I am not presenting specious rumor or second-hand hearsay.
Further your affiant sayeth naught.