preface to ruminations on the ontology of morality just as lek , the thai word for small , has always been my sobriquet of insignificancea nickname first given to me by my parents who , surprisingly , did notice me when sliding out noiselessly and unassumingly from the birth canal , as diminutive as one of democritus atoms1 , and thus not bumptious as most babies are in having gone up against the odds as victorious sperm cell penetrators over hundreds of millions of adversaries , zygotes , viable fetuses , and then successful newbornsso it is lek to me in consequence that you find yourself perplexed by my multi-lane syntax , my compound-compound complex engineering feat , a bridge of truth that has as its aim something higher than you .