Unnnnmmmmmhhhhhh_ - Mr. MarX
From the time I was about seven-years-old, I have celebrated May 01.
It was a family tradition to gather flowers and annonymously give them in paper-woven-baskets on the door-knobs of neighbors.
It was FUN!!!!! (little gangsters gathering gloosems in the dark)
Something in the observance has become fetid and putrid.... and the smell appears to be from your corner.