To whom it may concern: The terms of our agreement have been violated; the social contract is in tatters perhaps even null devoid. I am returning this one. Please send back a civilization with sparks and sweet hugs and smiles. If you can't, if you've run out, send out a manual on every airwave, let it be known how we might fix what we have started. I would accept a transfer, if you could swing it, to a parallel instance where it's most same with a little bit more together. With Heartbeats, One Living Thing