The titles go on and on, longer than the marquee can carry. DISCOVERY. The first letter of the reversed word "YREVOCSID" is the letter Y, asking WHY, a good question here in this land where words are born feet first, like a Siamese double negative born with a single heart (one must die so that both may live! No... they both must live, for they love one another). YREVOCSID and its non-palindromic reverse speak to us somewhat blankly of the mysteries that envelope all knowledge born of our work in the world... did we discover this planet, or did we invent it? And what happened after that? Why am I here? Why am I holding a toothbrush? Where am I? You pause, remembering into the mirror... and then suddenly the mirror speaks back with an answer (a loud, squeaky voice... that's the voice of the voice of the toothbrush speaking to you out of the mirror, actually throwing its voice from where it sits in your hand... don't worry, it isn't your reflection that's talking, though that is what that intelligent, little, plastic thing wanted you to think).