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[Denzil_DC]

32. Whatever.

I just this afternoon stood at a graveside while a father whose family I've known for thirty-odd years and who is not noted for displaying emotion in public cracked up as he delivered a brief eulogy to his 30-year-old son, a botanist on expedition who'd been missing in Vietnam for two years before his body was finally discovered, having fallen from a cliff on a remote height, by a passing farmer following extensive search parties. This was followed by sitting across from the young guy's mother as she described visiting the country on a fruitless search for her son, and trying to offer what little comfort I could.

So forgive me if in the circumstances of decompressing from a real tragedy among people whose lives actually touch my own and trying to get some warmth back in my bones, I don't give a flying damn how you choose to characterize and dismiss my heartfelt words above. It couldn't matter much less to me at the moment.

Look and you will find. But I suspect you'll be blind to anything others have typed on these forums that doesn't fit your agenda, so I really can't be bothered spending any more time and energy trying fruitlessly to persuade you otherwise.