by lonewolf » Sat 12 Dec 2009, 11:41:58
Speaking of "... a private club of loonies. Who needs acceptance and vindication..." and wanting to "have everybody think I'm nuts", this would appear to be as good an opportunity as any for a Robert Zimmerman flashback:
All Along The Watchtower
"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."
"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl."
WRT Mikey, even a broken clock is correct twice a day. I didn't believe that advanced senility was possible in an emotional two-year with a raging adolescent hormone imbalance until I directly encountered same.