Thus a white sign on the chest of a black T-shirt worn by a man I just spotted in front of my beloved’s apartment building. “Exactly,” I almost shouted. I had hard time curbing my wish to congratulate the fellow for his brave admission. In his late thirties or early forties, he immediately noticed my unabashed interest, but we ended up by walking past each other. Although his hairdo was a bit too stylish for my taste, he hit the nail on the head. Bad seed, indeed. The human species in a nutshell. Unfortunately, the expression is used only for the few who fail to fit into the fold. But this is actually true of the whole lot. The entire species, that is. Not to mention so many other species which have followed the bad seed into the planetary catastrophe. Cocker Spaniel comes first to mind, but what about Monte Carlo tomatoes? Or Holstein cows? Or Durum wheat? Bad seed all the way through with homo sapiens sapiens in the lead. The T-shirt I just saw should be the uniform of us all.