With me, with any other sentient being on the board, with the angels of heaven, with Mogwort the Demon of Ball Sweat, with ANYONE EXCEPT YOUR OWN TEMPORARILY INSANE SELF.
The cuckoo idea of permitting that gelatinous glob of thrown together foreskins to snivel and whine would have been peremptorily gainsaid!
In the very BUD, it would have been nipped.