Part of the problem is you probably know you are such an inadequate, stupid, faulty and greedy person that it's hard to think terribly ill of others, even if they are temporarily having a brain spazz and being unpleasant, wrong, stupid, etc, so you automatically think that they are just you in another guise and you hope to steer them back on track.
Insulting them seems somewhat pointless.
Suppose they really are cretinous moronic infantile greedy swine and you correctly explain to them that that's what they are. Then what? Are they supposed to be grateful for their new understanding of themselves? Or perhaps, understanding that you have such great superiority, they can dispense with thinking for themselves and accept whatever is handed down to them with appreciation, and suitable bowing. Which seems kind of silly when you know that you are lacking the necessary attributes for such adulation and Papal infallibility. Heck, I'm surprised even the Pope is prepared to take on the cloak of infallibility. It seems rather immodest in the presence at close proximity, of Go-.
I hope, usually in vain, to persuade them that they are thinking wrong thoughts. Or, failing that, to correct the faulty thinking I'm suffering. Many times I have learned things or got new ideas which help me tune up my mind to how things really are. Which is very handy for me.
When people call me names, it doesn't seem to make their arguments better. It tends to make me think they are clueless as they don't even understand what they are doing. Because I'm pretty sure they are as useless, stupid ... etc, as me, and probably more so, since I'm pretty well perfect. Okay, I'm not quite perfect. I lack a certain modesty. But if I can just get my modesty right, I'll be perfect. Meanwhile, I make up for my lack of modesty with hubris.
Being perfect [or nearly so] it seems pointless to stoop to calling somebody who is obviously less than perfect, less than perfect.
Mqurice
PS: Speaking of less than perfect, here's a sad song for you, since you like singing. She died last year after a long time of cancer. youtube.com
At the funeral, carrying her out, they played "Always look on the bright side of life". I think she had a sense of humour. I suppose that was her doing. Rove wasn't smiling. |
