We've got something here. Something we can work with. Well, assuming Sean O`Sullivan is alive. Or maybe that doesn't even matter. The Royals, in their need to assemble as many back of the rotation starters as possible, may have taken to having wax figures made. And that works too, for our purposes.

Because, we've got a picture we can use here. Staring away from the camera, Sean O`Sullivan has found the magic zone of masculine imperviousness. He can be anything we want him to be: defiant, reserved, proud, anxious, distracted, focused. Anything. Dead, alive. Anything. In any case, we should hold onto the jpeg.

• Toe the Rubber, Sean O`Sullivan's hard-rock album, should he choose to make it, now has an album cover.
• The People's Worker Party of some as yet unformed state has a good default image for propaganda posters. Or, if you prefer, he can be in a military uniform gazing upon a flag or a tank or something.
  
• But he's also got that beard, which in our weird culture means one of two contradictory things: he's either something of a boorish slob or that he's thoughtful and cares about art and has a precious sense of humor. "Sean O`Sullivan's new collection of poems Lizard Brain challenges us to recalibrate our senses...."