During times of doubt Russ always asks me: What does most of you say?
Most of me says, get out, ditch the explanations you have tried to put together for them that lengthen uselessly as they steer farther away from comprehension. Shut up and Run. And sing "1979", or "Hang on to your IQ" while you're at it.
This is Banshee Rabidcat signing back on.
