For the rest of my life, when confronted with my limitations, when ridiculed by total strangers for my lack of prowess and my apathic nature, if I have nothing to show for myself and nothing to say, I can turn and look at them smuggly and say " Mine eyes have beheld the beautiful, wondrous Iggy Pop...so there." and I'll mean it, damn it. Oh, Iggy, I never loved you more than when you were calling me (the rest of the audience included) " stupid ant". I knew that these were words of love. I...