You march to your own beat. Doesn’t matter what it sounds like to me but it does to the crowd. Don is the same and a few others. I’m not looking at you as another Don, I’m just looking at you. I’ve never wanted to follow the crowd, nor lead it. The crowd demands conformity, those who don’t are ostracized. It’s very easy to tell the fence walkers from the rest, they don’t stand out and they really don’t matter.