There is no escape, can’t you feel the cold hand of cycle-elimination, and blusterification stroking the back of your neck, ready to snag you by a lock of your hair and shove you head first into the XML sausage grinder, to come out the other side as an XML document that will be fondled and groped lavisciously yet clumsily by DOM Visitors, Iterators and other foul demon offspring from the ring of hell reserved for lame OO language implementors who are so embalmed in the throwaway bourgeois epistemologic theories of continental philosophy that they insist methods belong to objects, and that everything can be broken into class hierarchies if we just apply a strong enough dose of machismo-driven dialectical analysis and your inability to abide by their categorical imperative means they must build protective and private measures into their degenerate pidgins and creoles.