I hope a lot of people read this. I read it with two coqs cawing outside my window—I work and live on a farm. Normally, I shoo them away if I'm reading, but after reading the first part of this, I decided to ignore them, and simply read. After all, they are part of my life and world, so what's the problem?

It's a deep, and gorging piece, that rips up everything we hold dear. That's good. I'm 48 years old, and I am only just starting to understand things. This piece helps, thanks.