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To: Gauguin who wrote (38438)	9/22/1999 5:33:00 PM
From: Rambi	Respond to of 71178

Gaugs, I know just what you mean. It's like you are having your identity sucked out of you. Into a giant group mind all intent on getting to some other place as fast as possible. And you're thinking- wait! What's there? Why do you want to get there that it's so important you can't be here. Is there better than here? Just leave me in the here with my own mind. I don't want to go there. And certainly not with them. And REALLY not IN them. But then I think- hey I'm fooling myself, like that fish at the Atlanta Aquarium, the one that went from the top of the school to the bottom when everyone else was going straight around the donut tank. But he was still going around the donut tank. He just thought he was different. Now THAT"S depressing.

To: Gauguin who wrote (38438)	9/22/1999 7:33:00 PM
From: Crocodile	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

Whew...and I thought maybe I was the only one who got that weird depressing feeling... and now I know that there are at least 3 of us in the world. That strange herd mentality reminds me of a wildlife special on a group of crocodiles that live in a particular area of the Nile. The wildebeests come there to drink for part of the year and the crocs eat them as fast as they can catch them. A big croc will grab the front end of a wildebeest and pull it into the waterhole, and for a few moments, the herd hangs back, but then their thirst drives them back in... grunting some repetitive wildebeest phrase... perhaps, "It won't be me, it won't be me, itwon'tbeme, itwontbeme, itwontbeme, itwontbeme...." Doesn't seem much different than hordes of humans packed into their choice of tin cans, barreling down a freeway at 70+ m.p.h.... craning their necks to gawk at some collision as they whizzz by, all the while mumbling the protective mantra, "Glad it's not me, glad it's not me, gladitsnotme, gladitsnotme, gladitsnotme...." Hmmm... I go on a freeway..mmmm..maybe once or twice a year and hate every second of it. Don't go to places where there are mobs, line-ups, or any other place where the mindless herd mentality rules... You're right... it's not a feeling of superiority or thinking you're above it... It's just a case of not wanting to be part of it. True, I may miss out on a lot of good things, but I figure if that's what you have to do to be there... well, it's not worth it...