Don't worry about Pincus. He is under a great amount of stress, those millions of bukarooskies notwithstanding. I heard shareholders were picketing out front of the company headquarters on Townsend Street today. There was a communial chant of, "We want Pinky!" After the criminal trial, where he will be convicted of fraud, he will receive a sufficient sentence. Justice is always served in America; we don't let the wealthy get off scott free. His future cell mate will be an ex-con from Oakland, a big burly man by the name of Bubba. Pinky will squeal like a pig. Someone will be playing banjo in the background. The whole scenario will make Castro Street look relatively tame. This all entails Karma Yoga, which no one escapes.