Hmm, thank you. One thing I feel, is, what else can I do? Those nasty little incidents come at me (at us, maybe), with such intensity and they reverberate in me -- they're both impersonal and intimate in such charged ways. For me, it kind of has to sing or else it burns. And I do, I really do, I recognize that ugliness in myself, too. Surely we can, all of us, do better.