strandedin a life in which your struggle for acceptanceis a never-ending choreupbraidedfor your actions past and present and rewarded for ideasof the future’s bright open doorthe henchmanis the human analogue of the suffering multitudeswho like good dogs sit and lick for their rewardso what good advice have I got for youto insure against your likely metamorphosis into this reprobate?don’t be a henchman!stand on your laurelsdo what no one else doespraise the good of other men for good man’s sakeand when everyone else in the world follows your lead(although a cold day in hell it will surely be)that’s when the entire world shall live in harmony