Yes, DU, we read you. Loud and clear.
And then we praise whomever we worship or thank whomever we thank for our sanity.
And then we laugh. At you. Heartily.
You are like Austin, San Francisco, or New Orleans on a Saturday night.
A freakshow. Like a wreck, we can't help but watch.
Personally, I think, "there, but for the grace of God, go I."