This world is full of talentless morons who's only recourse is bitching with their talentless friends. Very sad. It's all I can do not to bite them in public. Hmmm. The transparency of fear. The woman.. who's worried about her weight.. who goes on & on about the fat man's obesity. The man in the dead end job, almost hunched with frustration, who goes on & on about the retarded girl  he serves being a 'waste of space' & an 'accident in God's lab'. And I, a lonely genius who yearns for deciples  & finds only cretins & foul mouthed phone operators, tortured by the truth, who's fearless perspicacity lifts a veil that is almost blinding, the webs of fear projected by each man on his fellow man, until each and all are tied & entangled & unable to escape. And then... And then! Yes! Then the translucent spider of death! I need a lie down.