We've all got one. Yes we have. You stick your hand in your pocket and rub something. For luck. (insert cheap fucking joke any time now) Something that brings you luck. Keeps you safe like your dear old Mums arms. Might be in your pocket, your handbag or your 50,000 ton aircraft carrier with frigate escort and AEGIS command and control systems and them big black things what go underwater... wassname... sardines... Mine lives on the dashboard of my car. It is the purple dinosaur of safety. Many years ago my youngest daughter emerged from MacDonalds with her Happy Meal, and a free gift. I was not in the best of fucking moods, since her bi-polar mentally deranged Mother, my ex, was giving it some. But my little peach sticks this purple plastic Dinosaur on the dash and says "There you are Daddy. That will keep you from harm" The day I lose that small purple Dinosaur is the day I die. Whats yours?