A sobering thought. As Robert Burns put it: "Many and sharp the numerous ills Inwoven with our frame; More pointed still, we make ourselves Regret, rem

A sobering thought. As Robert Burns put it: "Many and sharp the numerous ills Inwoven with our frame; More pointed still, we make ourselves Regret, remorse and shame; And man, whose heaven-erected face The smiles of love adorn, Man's inhumanity to man, Makes countless thousands mourn."