At this time I deem it an indulgences to wisp away the cloud of ignorance you warmly coat yourselves with. I do not smugly devalue your contribution to society. The world needs ditch diggers too. I do not fault you for being intellectual bores. We all need to bear our elevator music. Your backs provide an ideal perch for drinking in the sweet wine of those who would be your master. I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE TO SAY.