OK, not really. I'm about to move to Leopard on the machine that hosts this blog, so, if it doesn't come back and you can't read this, you know why. :).
Violence stinks, no matter which end of it you’re on. But now and then
there’s nothing left to do but hit the other person over the head with a
frying pan. Sometimes people are just begging for that frypan, and if we
weaken for a moment and honor their request, we should regard it as
impulsive philanthropy, which we aren’t in any position to afford, but
shouldn’t regret it too loudly lest we spoil the purity of the deed.
— Tom Robbins