00.13 An alert took me to a chattering-site for various Crimson-related witterings. Uninformed declarations regarding my actions, thinking, decision-making processes, even feelings, usually in rude and dismissive terms, continue to astonish. Ah yes! This is what-it-was when I greatly engaged with the Opinionating Public Of A Crimson Hue.
A folder - Kicking The Wasps’ Nest - holds various exchanges and interactions with posters, mainly from ET and the DGM Guestbook; this part of a liberal education in better-knowing the mechanics of a fallen world; eg the public display of dopey, witless pratterings from persons with confidence in the value of unreflective opinions. Who recalls Mr. Hurt Brat, he with the Social Gland, proclaiming that Zen works! before becoming indignant when his dopey postings attracted my responses?
It is not possible to discuss the weather with a person whose head is placed where sunshine never falls, and yet who feels themselves to be a climate expert.
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