Wow. I see that
Pseudo_Intellectual is plotting and scheming for ways to meet me during my stay in Vancouver. Maybe he could pick me up from the
airport...and then convey me at top speed to a heavily-fortified
secret location, where I'd go
underground for a while to recover the shreds of my
sanity. Then, surfacing with a brand-new
identity, I'd venture out into the
world to rediscover the sweetness of life and
faith in humankind (like a
tender flower shyly unfurling its petals to receive the healing powers of the warming sun), leaving the
sordid past and my old
existence behind...
God, who am I kidding! I know so well that the only responsible (and humane) thing to do is maintain my anonymity so that when the time comes, innocent bystanders are protected and P_I may plausibly Deny All Knowledge. There's just no other way (sniffle!).