during work I am stirring and something moves around that I am moving, and some things are not. This is the key to analysis, and is also the key to journalism which is the grand-father of all public policies including but not limited to FDA regulations, EPA regulations, and other instruction manuals issued en masse. Writing wields a grid. This grid, being bearded and knitted and altogether grand-parently, turns on and off the lights, lights the offices of all banks and lending establishments, lights the lines of a spreadsheet that do go on indefinately. You will never reach the end said spreadsheet. As all the figures are flat, your name and address, logo and title, salutations, congratulations, PS. there is laundry inside the envelopes on your little desk. The mandate to write is on top of a building with very mute, very pleasant paint on the walls, little plots of cacti on the walkway, a room temperature not to exceed the briskness of your common stride across the blue carpet.