Yes, Rath. And it would hopefully put a stop to the endless procession of wretched best-selling memoirs-posing-as-novelss about struggling New York authors with writer's block, art history grad students having torturous affairs with their professors, struggling actors unable to find love in LA and New York, struggling publishing assistants getting hit on by publishers, newly divorced women running off the Italy to find themselves, and just about everyone in the world trying to work through the psychological damage caused by their abusive fathers/neglectful mothers/evil siblings/evil uncles etc.