imagine the large, cloud like finger of god pointing down through the clouds and a big booming Brian Blessed type voice saying 'REP..... must spread for all others.......'
Think he's more likely to say, "You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to Albert's Chip Shop again."
And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down! Uneasy lies the head that wears a star. Uneasy lies the head that wears a star.