They shouldn’t have sold their pathetic bankrupt little pissant paper to another pathetic bankrupt little pissant paper; this is the result. It won’t ever get fixed; it’s not about the searches; it’s about the fact that they are told not to do anything about anything because they’re broke.
In case you don’t get it, let me repeat:
They are broke; they are not going to fix anything, period, and unless they can sucker some idiot white knight to untie them from the tracks, they’re toast. I’m sorry about that, but it’s the cold, hard truth.