Being one who experiences a marked rise in the depth and breadth of my capacity for compassion and brotherly love after a glass of wine, a decent human being who has been called the wolf of Wall Street twice already this week, as a nice person who is referred to as Osama by the secretaries, processors and traders at the brokerage firm I deal with, and as the daughter of a sickeningly, pathetically deluded Born Again Christian... I hesitate to sneer at kinkade's seeming hypocrisy, but I will manage.