“Whence the origins of your ideas and beliefs?” you may ask of me – though probably not in any such stilted or archaic language. My ideas come from the very same place that yours originally may have come from – they come from the literature of the nursery. There was a time when Fairy Tales were all the rage. And while fashion has never been a reliable guide as to the quality of an item, there’s something to be said for the wisdom of the masses. But alas, such stories fell out of favor, and were relegated upstairs, to the nursery – the place where all things considered unworthy of adult attention went. All leftovers were so consigned in those days – food and furniture; small mechanical devices once considered marvels, but now seen only as toys… and books. How backwards, how ridiculous our society would almost surely seem, to a resident of past times.