The FSF Am what it Am. It doesn't try to pose itself in a good light. That may have something to do with not wanting to get off of the couch.
The FSF makes no weakly apologies for itself. No matter how many times it is declared dead, how heavily it is criticized, or how loudly the populous bemoans its existence, it just lays there, sprawling like a beached whale covered in Cheetoh dust. It may roll over on the remote. It may inadvertantly fling something across the room. It may emit an atmosphere hostile to life on this planet. That's okay. It's just the FSF, and it can't be stopped. It can chip in for pizza, however. I mean, seriously, would it kill the FSF to fork over a few dollars?
Anyway, the FSF won't be denied. If we're very honest with ourselves, aren't we glad that it's here, where someone can keep an eye on it?
Oh, and yes, we do need more cowbell. Thanks for asking.