"Ask the mirror on the wall
Who's the biggest fool of all?
Bet you feel small
It happens to us all"
-- The Moody Blues
After months of hiding in the shadows of use Perl;, I finally summon the courage to break the lurker's silence, and am immediately rewarded by proving myself an Idiot.
So, the crossroads. Dare I creep ever forward, secure in the illusion that I speak with no voice? Or retreat to safety, frightened by the possibility of truth in the same?
