For some reason, your post reminded me of the old days when I listened to my favorite program, the Lone Ranger. The Lone Ranger was a dead shot with a gun, and could hit a fly in the left eye without breaking a sweat. He vanquishes a bad guy, and his Indian companion, Tonto, would exclaim, "Good work, Keem-o-sabe!" Another Indian who has been taken prisoner, asks Tonto why "Keem-o-sabe." Tonto, who always plays second fiddle, replies, "Keem-o sabe means 'Schmuck."
As the bard said, "A name? What's in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet." If we could only live with that wisdom!