I pondered long how I might respond and yet thought it an articulation too far. The cerebral winds of inadequacy cripple my pen. The cultural drought swimming in the ocean of unchallenged minds that surrounds, submerges me has left me as your photo, a husk. I admire your voice striking out like waves breaking on a rocky coast. We need more of your spirited tones and hues to wash the idle minds drowning in social media and indifference. Chapeau.