I hate details. Stupid details. Bloody details. Stupid applications. Stupid Stupid Stupid. Thrust them all through a giant blender. I never want to see them again. Never. Never. Ever. God I know you can work miracles. So. Please. Help. Me. I’m. Disintegrating. I’m.
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down upon your fellow man
When’s this going to end, where’re we going to live?
Something’s got to happen soon or something’s got to give.
– Les Miserables, Look down (Gavroche)