I lay my head unto the sand...the sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it...I'm counting u.f.o's, I signal them with my lighter...and in this moment I am happy.

Anyone with a grain of sense would know that if I punched my wife I would rip her head off. It's all lies. I have never laid a finger on her.

These guys have gotten punched enough in the head to know what happens when they do.

lay your faithless head upon my arm

When I opened my eyes I saw nothing but the pool of nocturnal sky, for I was lying on my back with out-stretched arms, face to face with that hatchery of stars. Only half awake, still unaware that those depths were sky, having no roof between those depths and me, no branches to screen them, no root to cling to, I was seized with vertigo and felt myself as if flung forth and plunging downward like a diver.

I think any VC who isn't poking their head over in China has their head in the sand. That said, I don't know if this is the right time to be over there.