Yes, we see that Denny Duron married De Anza, a person completely unknown to me, a stranger of no interest to me. I see no reason for all of this noise emanating from Louisiana.
I also see no reason for me to go to New York City, where I would probably be unable to find a job, where nobody cares about what ultimately happens to me and where I would doubtless in the end be wandering the streets begging for daily bread.
None of these options work for me.
