..."Lord send us in to the swine....."

I thought I was being spoilt silly, the last speech I gave at a Seminar 700km away from home and they paid for my train ticket, fed me a couple of meals and put me up for a night at the home of one of the organizers...
Of course, we're only giving speeches on the social conditions of migrants... No one really would pay too much to hear about social miseries...
Ah well, that's the way the world goes...

Ya can't look to prrreetty for the Lord!