All the copper is really nice when it's a roll of pennies at the bottom of a leather bag. I'm sure the hurt you're experiencing now is a little like the remote feeling one gets in a landslide, or a piece of veal pegged for leaning and caged. I'm all for escorting you to the maple and oak thing, you dig? But when it comes to the moth or the faith in the moth then it's all chalk and stains. I pegged you when you leaned on me in such a way that a book dropped from your hand. A book I am finishing with the hand you bent in half.