What bothers me most about the Assassination of Warren is that he was thought of as a love interest in the first place. A disinterested observer would immediately identify him as one of Liz's more casual acquaintences which makes her angry bellowing about being rejected seem even more irrational than it started out as. It's bad enough that she can't see that having an obligation that isn't paying constant emotional fealty to her isn't because he wants to be rid of her. Thinking of him as a serious love interest trumps her insane delsuion that not being there when she wants him is the same as dumping her. It seems to me that Liz's issues with abandonment, her insatable desire to be loved have messed with her head. A man, you see, cannot simply be friendly. When a man says something nice, Liz thinks it's because he's madly in love with her. If he has other interests, she instantly believes it's because he was lying about that. What she needs is a man whose dysfunction neatly compliments her own and thus protects society at large from her more destructive tendencies. Fortunately for Humanity, a kind Providence has created such a man: Anthony Caine. Just as Elly and John neutralize one another and keep human misery to a lower level, so shall it be for them.