It is evening, Nonny, Ben and I are in different rooms at the same San Francisco Hotel. It is after 11PM but I can’t resist going online and checking the site. I wander by the half completed cages and start to enter one. It’s on a computer screen, it’s virtual, it isn’t even completed, but, I feel twinges holding me back. I don’t WANT to enter the cage, even a virtual one. I begin to get an inkling of the impact this has viscerally, it’s more than make-believe.