Well, I did a bit in my introduction, but a bit more.
First off, I am an inveterate and eternal smartass. I subscribe to the teachings of that famous and gentle philosopher, Red Skelton, the central core being, “why take life seriously, because nobody gets out of it alive”.
Over the years, I’ve found that while answers can be important to whatever extent one desires, but once an answer is found, that’s it. But, when a question is found, while that may lead to an answer, it might also, or instead lead to more questions, with one’s research starting to look more like this matrioshka, or Russian nesting dolls, or even an onion.