We’ve lost the ability to sell, Curtis, much the way singers have lost the ability to sing and harmonize. Everything’s run through a mixer, giving tonal quality were there is none, hitting high notes that couldn’t be accomlished by bees. We’ve all sold out. We’re down to “good feelings” with no content, no reason why? We used to be clever, now we’re just holding up a product, saying it’s good, wishing we were home, blinded by the television and computer screen, wondering how everything got so ordinary.