He obviously doesn’t play by Peter_20’s rules. Either that, or he’s planning a long way ahead. Kind of like when your mother buys you shoes that are way too big for your feet, but she promises that you’ll grow into them. Promises. I guess it should really be reassuring, since it is kind of like her promising that you’ll survive for a few more inches. But who is she to judge, really? My mother always told me that various things would be all right, and it always confused me how she could so confidently give me such definite predictions. Psychic? God? Perhaps I could be a hippie about it, say that mothers have mystical powers when it comes to the concerns of their children, and then eat some grass. But no. I’d rather put on my Nixon shirt and burn some flags. Wait, are the good guys for or against flag burning?