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jmMMy godfather and his wife (they went to Princeton) have moved to France (which does not at all mean that I am Canadian), and I encouraged them to utilize the findings, etc., of CERN as much as possible in their ministry. And do something like this, whenever I swear with my coworkers. When I say "pardon my French,' I mean "pardon my profanity." When I mean "pardon my profanity," I may not realize that I mean "pardon my speech about spacetime itself," because profanity is merely a description of the BS that is Spacetime (a male fluid in comparison to water), which is screwing around, fucking around, etc., the black hole (eye of storm), fucking shit up with the creation of stars (tornadoes), and all that "shit rolls down hill," going down the drain, etc. In terms of triangular numbers, I consider CERN as "light," Amish as "water," and Liectenstein as "hub." The French is about merely spacetime itself, but, of course, never build a religion that is not founded on Solomon's perspective. Swearing is important.