Yes, isn't that interesting, your bandmate on the B-52s is a Strickland, whereas my grandmother was a Strickland. And are you also being harassed by the Baron's Recusants of Malta? Do you even care whence comes this Recusant vs. Puritan narrative? I might not have noticed that, but now that I am aware of that, even so, I wish to maintain my own distinctive identity apart from the Baron's deviating Sicilian pathways. In other words, I really don't like this way of cutting up America into little pieces, but anyway I don't always get what I want, so I can just leave.