The thing with burning bushes is it’s like Where’s Waldo from the inside out and like a supermassive supernova from the outside in.

Talking with my mate Philip in Birmingham earlier about you and me and us, he got to laughing about me being as dumb as the rocks I worship. “How many times are you going to ignore the answer to all the questions you’ve been asking?”

Fun with forcing the data NOT to fit the curve…