But, thank the almighty that Prem Rawat, my youngest acknowledged son, is fulfilling my mission and getting as much as he can on the side.  I just wish he'd cut back on the cognac.  You're looking like shit, son.  Come on, Prem, where's your fucking halo?  All you got is a shit eating grin like all the other Playboys of the Western World.  You know, Prem, you're mother was right.