The picture is of a whiteboard poem that reads,"Alas! Such is the ironyof life, that a manarmed with no wit, no carping arrows of geniusSlung by a bow of intellect,but only with a sponge soaked in cloroxmay reap havoc!Reducing a month's intellectual ferventTo a smattering of faded linesUpon the walls of timeThe wall-wipers, the Spiro Agnew's of the world, march on!"