Gryphon, maybe we are just the most amazing writers on Earth (whether or not we are specifiaclly GOOD at writing) and therefore pretty. Like, our awesome amazingness of being writers, yws-ers, and cool people in general morphed us as fetuses to make us pretty, too. Does that make sense?
Here's a picture of me as a baby to prove my point.
Anyway, I promise you another picture of me... someday... any day...
Scipio:Do you know what happens here after dark? Things little eyes should never, ever see. Bo:We're not scared. Scipio:Not scared? Well, aren't you the little tiger?RAWR!
See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. Ask for no guarantees, ask for no security. — Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451