Have you ever heard a singing saint claw at a chalkboard? I normally steer clear, but there was one, an honest one, who intrigued me. She had never even heard the word "altruism". Her favors were forced upon you and highly overvalued. It was uncomfortable and awkward. So, I questioned her about it. She thought about it long and hard. It was her need to be needed, she said. She’s one of my best friends now. No, that's not what he meant. Didn't you notice his spectator shoes, ruined by the unworthiness of its object? You hit and miss, wynn. Do you only see things as you are or is it the curse of knowledge?