I cling to hope in the same desperate fashion as Leonardo DiCaprio did to flotsam when that big boat hit that even bigger chunk of ice.

I yearn for justice, truth and the American way (albeit with a watered-down Australian accent), like that dude who could fly and wore extremely tight tights.

I beseech the Lord with even greater passion than Charlton Heston could muster on that lofty mountain or reasonably tall stage set.