I wasn't a culprit, but life is still pretty good for me. I attribute that more to my relationship with God than anything else.
You know, Pedro Picasso's no phenomenon new to me; I've seen his sort all my life.
I'm not God, but I rather sort of suspect 2009 is about the time we see Pedro Picasso break down, shatter apart, for one reason or another.
It always happens. It never not happens.