"What do we care? Let these old empties stop up some holy (sludge-rot) river. The less of, you know, them, the better for us." (And by then, your mouth was too stuffed with sealflesh to say more.) Well, we kept our word, and those rivers we clogged, and the fields, the trenches too...and within our psycholy and lead-filled courts up rose the bullies. Our new leaders. The first in so long born real...and finally there's something we're able to say...