Sounds good. Do you think people who put ketchup on their steak should be exiled from society and required on a daily basis to explain to the public why they should be allowed out of their cage unless it's time to go potty so they can experience the soothing warmth of the sunlight on their cheeks which bring back their most precious treasured memories of their family, friends, and beautiful wife named Linda and the kiss he gave her before leaving for work without realizing it would be his last?