Well, with all due respect, Marsha, on matters like these, they can all go collectively fork themselves and to make it a nagging, little tune out of it that exclaims my point even further, I'll make it into a nice, pleasant-sounding, nursery-rhyme, sing-songish little jig we can all hold hands to and skip to up-and-down on the pavements like deranged, weird teenagers, young adults from the Purge movies.