Actually, I've already been through that stage and come out the other side. I'm actually further down the road than he is. There was a span of maybe three months or so a few years back when it's only by the grace of God that I didn't set my affairs in order, withdraw a bunch of savings, toss a rifle in the truck, drive to Washington, and pot me as many politicians as I could before they got me.
I'm going to cross my fingers and hope you get a very special wee hours in the morning visit from some totally humorless men, who without fanfare, introduce you to a pair of shiny bracelets, and are dragged, kicking and screaming, to some Godforsaken underground hole somewhere. I also hope someone 'forgets' standard protocol, and you are left with only your delusions and a belt for company in the quiet of the night.
There is a line, and you have crossed it.
Yeah,...and he CROSSED it HERE.
GTC
Member, Clan of the Border Rats -- “Sometimes I wonder whether the world is being run by smart people who are putting us on or by imbeciles who really mean it.”- Mark Twain
