" At he high school, a brick wall was covered with graffiti: "3, 4 Better Lock Your Door." In one of the classrooms, an insane eacher (Matthew Faison) lectured to two empty chairs (he called his class "Freddy 101"), and when he unrolled a map, it was inscribed: "Five Six Grab Your Crucifix.They are walking down the street, moving across the road where he car has stopped at the traffic light.A gladiator""s like a stallion, he must be pampered.You""ll be oiled, bathed, shaved, massaged, taught to use your heads.A good body with a dull brain is as cheap as life itself.You""ll be given your ceremonialcaudas(a ail-like appendage of hair)....On certain special occasions, those of you who please me will even be given the companionship of a young lady.The man was attacked, and his larynx was grabbed and crushed (rendering him conveniently mute with inoperable vocal chords) - and Michael switched clothing with him.For many years now, I""ve lived among you as a visitor.I""ve seen the beauty of your many cultures.I""ve felt great joy in your magnificent accomplishments.I""ve also seen the folly of your wars.As of today, I""m not a visitor any more, because the Earth is my home, too.We can""t live in fear, and I can""t stand idly by and watch us stumble into the madness of possible nuclear destruction.