The meologists made their way across the dusty plains, guided by the single shape in the distance... "There, Wadsworth, do you see it? The EGO."
You ever know anybody who's just too nice? Then you realize it's annoying because they remind you of what you're not, that you'll never be as good as they are. And then you think, why can't I? And before you know it, that naive idiot you laughed at has made you a better person.