Some of me thinks you should be Should have been a Revolutionary; a thinker, an idealist. It's the glasses, really. You look like a true intelluectual, slightly ill-at-ease appearing, but instead observing, calculating pure: You are your own ideology. The spectacles render you keen render you shrewd, render me. i start by giving you a pair of wool socks, then show you how to lace up a farmer's work boots and tell you to stuff them with straw in the winter. i'd give you a bulky old sweater (old but clean) Then an army greatcoat (maybe newer than it should be) nd fur lined mittens (the cold precludes environmentalism and besides you eat meat) (Bear meat? Moose? What should i force through your forward thinking teeth?) After wondering for a while whether you needed another sweater-layer, i'd shrug and wrap a long, black wool scarf around your neck (but never, ever your eyes) but keep in mind you frivolous and wasteful tassles would be, and you would not get a fur hat- not even because i'm sypathetic to beavers (or whatever) but because i like the small caps- i know you don't have to make up for a small, cold brain. And to finish you up i'd hand you so many blank leaflets so many and when you show up ay my door step in the absolute dead of winter, i promise to hide you and your many mild mannered ideas.