When I was an Art Director roaming the halls of the Famous Barr department store in St Louis Missouri, I was in the habit of saying to everyone I met, “Peace. Love. Understanding.” Of course, I was known to have some eccentricities, such as spontaneous outbursts of singing, and mass e-mails in December of James Wright’s poem, “A Blessing.” One day, as I was sprinkling “peace. love. understanding” along a hallway, one of the people who received it replied