Debunk phallic fallacy numero uno: Idols are not chosen. Idols prickle at youfrom screens, hieroglyphic stones, ink on paper, or if youre Lauryn Hill, on the bus to school, senior year. Idols can be found in hidden places. They are conjured in sermons in the houses of the holy, and for some, in the hushed librettos of paternalistic survivalpassed down from Gido to Baba, to you. They linger like ghosts, lodged in your subconscious.