Satire is a magic mirror in which we clearly see every the deformity of every face but our own. I was once as blind as you. My elevated moral sense, and life beyond reproach, now the envy of lesser beings, I owe entirely to the beatings I recieved while an apprentice Morals Tutor, from my own Moral Mentor, The Happy Tutor, Dungeon Master to the Stars in Wealth Bondage. His pro bono nonconsensual practice is currently restricted to Ultra High Capacity Sinners. My own business model is more democratic. I am trying to bring beatings within reach of every sinner with at least a million or more of investable net worth. I work on a pay it forward model. As Tutor beat me, so I beat you, and so on until virtue reigns among high capacity persons on up to the very richest and worst. The poor in this as in all else will have to wait their turn until their betters have been well served.