Let me tell you a few uncomfortable truths, and talk a bit about forgetfulness, and memory and how little you should trust yours, and about who you can trust instead. Let me confuse you, using clever, if a little disjointed, chatter. Insidious, maybe evil. Suggests that you comment to let me know what should happen to you next. Permissive, as always. Nothing can happen to you, unless you choose it. Probably not, that is.