...the head of the pin upon which an undisclosed number of angels are dancing.
...the bar at the Overlook Hotel.
...a rest-stop for idealists.
[Or the perennial favorite, "...The Hotel California."]
BOTF seems revitalized these days - people we haven't seen in a long time have dropped in, and there've been long discussion threads of the type that were once common.
...an opium pipe in a bed of cacti.
So in the venerable spirit of self-indulgent, fraycentric navel-gazing, this seems an opportune time to expound on the nature of the Fray, or if you prefer, BOTF.
...an abstract playground for wayward artists and pundits.
Post an apt metaphor or allegory which captures, for you, the nature of the Fray.
The Fray is a funhouse mirror magnifying the beautiful and the banal.
The fray is "Free Homesteads on Venus!"*
To quote MaxFisher, "Post early and often."
*I hope I'm not the only person who knows the reference. I suppose an alternate could be "...utopia for telephone sanitizers."