RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:Fins outMighty kind of you, RC. But it's not going to end well for any of Mr. Knish's investors, or especially his scribbling minions, right? We know that. He foisted share options on some of the poor hippie slobs who have been part of this, ah, movement for 20-30 years, and I guess the starving artists figured maybe this would be a way to leave something for their grandchildren, or at least pay for a few months of assisted living at Chartwell. They're going to get screwed, of course. It's not that Mr. Knish is necessarily a bad actor, although he may well be. This is just one of those tragedies as may have been described by the Bard of Avon or some other cat with talent. That man from Stratford, now he had a way with words.