A doctor named "Seuss" long ago told us best:
Be it stars up in headers, on belly, or chest,
They make you no better, nor worse, in your lot.
...
and ask only grief when that lesson's forgot.
"But McBean was quite wrong, I'm quite happy to say,
the Sneetches got quite a bit smarter that day.
That day, they decided that Sneetches are Sneetches,
and no kind of Sneetch is the BEST on the beaches.
That day, all the Sneetches forgot about stars,
and whether they had one or not upon thars."
-- Dr. Seuss
For those who need a quick "Sneetch" review,
I found the whole text with accompanying sermon copied HERE.