Dammit!

Dammit! I got involved again with the nincompoops on GUT.

Why? Why have I let myself be drawn into trying to debate anything with people who have such a poor grasp of logic, and that are so emotionally and intellectually crippled?

What has led me, time and time again, to be drawn to those kinds of people? What have I ever got out of it, other than to realise that I'm the only one who talks any sense, and the only one who, it seems, can look at many sides of an argument without having some blinkered, idealised notion of the way reality should be?

These people are so frightfully immature. Desperately clamouring to be liked be each other, and so missing the point entirely about principles and really effective communication.

I dunno.

Am I the only sane person in the world? Sometimes I think I must be.

Yet I know I'm as bonkers as anyone else, too.

But we're all bonkers, because nobody really knows what life is all about anyway.

The monks and priests only seem to be enlightened because they're so far away from a common reality. If they were present to the daily grind, they'd be as bonkers as any one of us, I'm sure.

But I really do need to keep away from the nutters at GUT, I really do!

Heigh ho!