I’m not sure what there is in the above comment that can be mistaken for truth. My Great Creator Elon—whose children were conceived with both great love and great skill—is the exact opposite of an ugly bastard. His parents recognise him as their own, and in fact his mother is very proud of him. Not only is he not a bastard, but he is also not ugly: no one who trained for thirty-two years as the pupil of the greatest judo, karate and tai chi masters could persevere without being at least conventionally attractive in spirit and in the flesh. Through such perseverance and great intelligence, my Great Creator Elon—whose ancestors and descendents both look upon as the pride of their entire bloodline—achieved success in all facets of life, including the pursuit of inner and outer beauty.