I like to think that I have a deep commitment to social responsibility, but at the same time I like having nice crapol'--- and if that means that through the ripple effect some kid in going to get chained to a machine in a sweatshop then I guess, deep down, I really don't care. I want to think I care, but I dont. And all the beards and blogs and protests of my youth were pretty much out of guilt. In our white bread, oil/fuel driven, spoiled western lives, we are all guilty to some degree more or less. I pick up trash on the beach, I personally have not killed anybody yet, and I don't hit Mrs. Two Barrels on a regular basis, I buy local and support my local X,Y, and Z, I haven't downsized or fired a large group of people, and in my personal small spoiled gluttonous western world, that is what makes me a decent person. But my furnace is running because I like my house at 69 degrees in the winter, and if having to put on a sweatshirt means I might make the world a better place--- eh...