Dead? Nonsense! The FSF is like my High School Civics teacher. It's there whether or not anyone notices. Bufoonery and Hijinks spew forth constantly. It even appears to wear the same cologne. Eau de Moose Carcass, I think...
Come to think of it, there's a chance my Civics teacher was dead all along. That would explain The Incident with the Flaming Pants...