pointillist's first-draft canvas.

A downside to the genius of Edward Tufte is that, now anyone can conjure-up (via antidotes to Power Punt) that which appears to corroborate fervid hookah-dreams.
Maybe I can skim more replies; a few seem pithy on first-pass, but my brain hurts.

(It is not just the lumpen-folk who can never be quite sure how their newly elected/or selected pig-in-poke might squeal, once anointed.