Yes, why so strangely hostile and defensive about that huge letter L imprinted on your forehead? Why does every minor conversation devolve into hostilities, as if I would not notice the thinly veiled anger? Why so intent on pursuing this futile line of dialogue when I am about ready to be rid of you? Why can't you just take your lumps like everybody else, we all have our limitations, and go home to Quebec or Ottawa wherever it is you actually belong?