When 4nombor ejected a mass of lurching human effluent out onto Jadavpur at eleven last night I was thinking of Jhini. I was wondering why they didn't play it. Doesn't matter. Right through the noise and the smoke from the last two stairs of the OAT, I heard you clear and true except where I couldn't. That, in retrospect, matters some more. No matter, a little late is never too late.