Amos, your talents as a linguist are exceeded only by the speciousness of your arguments. I applaud both, recognizing a linguist as cunning as my very own linguist brother and a species of argument as which can certainly hold a candle (albeit an unlit one) to my own. Indeed, I urge you to author a work on such argumentation; perhaps you could call it "On the Origin of Specious." So, no blow having been struck and all made clear by Eiseley, I will (with your permission) withdraw from what was never a quarrel and toast you with a glass of the Rare Auld Stuff during my evening meal at one of Pocatello's finest dining places.