I'm that friend you had in high school who you thought was funny and a little bit cute, but kinda weird because he wore combat boots and Nine Inch Nail T-Shirts. I promise, I'm harmless. Now we all bond over the strange-- the fact that the world has gone to hell while we weren't looking. There's no time to quibble over petty differences. Unless it's satire-- there is always time for satire. Friend, Foe, or some dude named Moe, go on and follow me, I love stalkers! Not real ones, for the record...