I have met an A2K member.

But he wouldn't identify himself. Chinese fellow, about 23 years old, short, slight build, dark hair. I was just walking out of the cafe and this guy approaches me.

"Hello, Mr. Ratzenhofer", he said.

I looked at him. "Do I know you, young man?", I asked.

"We have never met, but I recognize your face from A2K."

"Oh. I see. Who are you?"

"My name not important. You wise man, Mr. Ratzenhofer. You answer many questions on A2K and help many people. I have question for you."

"Why, thank you son. I'm glad you think so highly of me. What is your question."

""Do I like to see my own mother gang-banged by bastards?"

I stared at him for a second, momentarily confused by this question. Normally people ask me easier question, stuff about animal control or cooking eggs. But this was a much tougher question.

The young Chinese man just stood in the street, staring at me, an imploring look on his face. I could tell this question was weighing heavily on his mind and he needed an answer -- and quickly.

This may not have been the best advice, but I was late for a dentist appointment and could see that he expected an immediate answer, so I simply told him, "Yes, son....yes you do."

"Thank you, Mr. Ratzenhofer. I can now wade in the stream of happiness."

And just like that..... he was gone.

Do you think I gave him good advice?

And what the hell is the stream of happiness?