Exactly! [Richie's shout is one born of months of pent up frustration, an absolute lack of outlet for his outrage.] And Christ, sure there's a whole bushel of people here fit for fairy tales, each one capable of something stranger than the next — does that mean that they'd be able to anything about it? Does that mean they'd be able to see? I can't — there's no way to tell, and I'm sure as fuck not sending anyone to go test it out in my place. I'd be as good as fluffing pillows for their coffin, now wouldn't I?