I wipe my mouth off a few minutes after Jonathan has turned the sign to stop the meat-sword-wielding waiters and the cavalcade of meat. “If what you’re saying is right, then one of us could become a politician and influence people on a truly massive scale.”

He nods and shrugs in a way that makes me think that sort of thing has happened in the past. At least once. “That kind of public use would not end well, I think. There may not be limits to our reach, but there are ...