My brother M., who is even more cynical than I am, tells me of a neighboring town, even smaller than this one, which has built a new hospital with a sleep-disorder center in it. A town of about 6,500 people with a sleep-disorder center? M. of course instantly tagged empire-building bureaucrats and thought that the reason for the sleep-disorder center, as opposed to say one for aromatherapy, is that the hospital administrator must have had trouble sleeping at his desk.