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} And the Oracle most great and wise spoke thusly unto the multitudes:
}
} The great oracle, (who incidently has a distinct taste for flaming farm
} animals) is amused by how blatantly apparent the answer to your
} question is. Your quest for knowledge shall be fulfilled in short
} order, but first a story that may make some sense out of it all for
} you...
}
} Once upon a time there was a young lad named Joe Schmoe from Kokomo.
} Once fine day, Joe was sitting in class when a word popped into his
} head. The word was "Distheque" (Diz-the-Q for you mortals who will
} inevitable pronounce the word incorrectly.) Joe was clueless as to the
} meaning of this word, or indeed where it was that he had the misfortune
} of hearing it from, but he could not get the word out of his head. He
} kept rolling it over and over in his mind, trying to remember the words
} origin. "Distheque!?", Joe heard someone in the classroom say. Joe
} thought to himself..."Self! I wonder who said that." It was then that
} Joe noticed that every eye (or "I" if you are Ayn Rand) in the class
} was turned on him. Ms. Peters, the teacher walked up to Joe, grabbed
} him by the ear and said, ":
} What did you say, young man?" "Distheque?", Joe responded weakly. In a
} fit of rage the teacher threw Joe out of the class room.
}
} It seemed that this was only the beginning of Joe's misfortune due to
} his magical, mystical word. The principal, horrified at hearing the
} language Joe had used in class expelled him from school. His
} girlfriend broke up with him. His parents sent him to a reform school
} and disowned him. Ed McMahon sent him a letter saying "there aint no
} way in hell you may have already won ten million dollars." Children
} scorned him, he could not find a job, and the Democratic party offered
} him the nomination for presidential candidate in 1992. Joe's world had
} come crashing down around his ears, and indeed most of his appendages.
}
} And then one day, while wandering around on the streets of Houston, Joe
} came up to a man wearing an :
} "I will work for food" sign. Joe was surprised by the man, because for
} the first time in years when approaching a person, they did not run
} away screaming and beating themselves on the head with a 2 by 4. Joe
} walked straight up to the man and said "Distheque!" (no response)
} "Distheque, dammit!" The man looked up in disgust, and said "What is
} your big fascination with that foul word, huh? Don't you know what it
} means?" "No!" screamed Joe. With a smug grin, the vagrant simply
} pointed across the street, to a library. And suddenly the lights went
} on all over the world for Joe. It had never occured to him to try
} looking the word up. Finally, he would know the meaning of the word
} that had ruined his life. So with a brisk step, Joe stepped into the
} street and was hit by a car.
}
} And the moral of the story is of course: Look both ways before you
} cross the street. But moral could also be construed as : There are some
} questions that are better left unasked. (such as why are there colons
} randomly placed throughout this response.)
}
} In short, the answer to your question is "but of course".
}
} You owe the Oracle a Rolls Royce and a bottle of Grey Poupon.
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