Danger, angry old man loose on the keyboard. I used to be a patient tolerant soul but more often than not I’m now finding forum photographers, the so called white knights, are getting on my tits and I’m having to walk away from my computer to stop myself from launching a vitriolic attack on their deluded ideologies. I have lived a pretty sheltered life but I do occasionally stroll around the block. These photographers seem to be denying the existence of male sexual urges, that they are all somehow asexual. It might be best if I changed my handle from Big Ears to The Viper.