The people of Poland call your thinking witchcraft. They tie you to a
pole and ignite your robe. As you burn, you begin to think that life
is like a dirty floor. Sometimes your mop gets dirt and crud and bugs
in it, but you just have to rinse it out and keep going. Sometimes
when life is so bad, you gotta get down there with a toothbrush and
scrub. You are quickly incineated just as the people realize that you
were right all along. Too bad.