I heard a joke once: A woman goes to the doctor. She says she's depressed. She says life seems harsh and cruel. She says she feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. The doctor says: "The treatment is simple. The great clown Polkliacci is in town tonight. You should go and see her. That should pick you up." The woman bursts into tears and says, "But doctor…I am Polkliacci."