Before we start slinging around black pots and kettles, BB, let's both acknowledge that your bow is strung just a little too tight to tolerate much of the wide-ranging repartee on this thread. Your distinctions are of no consequence when it come to the quality of discourse in the MOAB.

Mom says you need to go outside and play, and she said to give you some sidewalk chalk so you can go write a sonnet on a freeway retaining wall. I suggest a linear format on the left side of the road or drivers won't have time to read it (unless traffic has ground to a halt, in which case you can make it as tall as you want.)