Oh, please. What's "decent"? Pretending I don't know you won't betray whatever side you're pretending to be on? My personal prejudice against you - which is, please allow me to assure you, abundant - arises precisely because of your traitorous inclinations. When I leveled the accusation, I wasn't sure which patch of grass you were lurking in; but I knew that if you were on my side, I'd want you out before you could blow it up from within. When it comes to you, everyone should feel the same.