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If a man understood the chemical nature of civilization, reverence and respect would be sport coats. And a kid thought: "Yeah! -- why is it that the king don't ever look up to anybody!?"
My lobes are my kingdom, but, who's on the throne!?

When the partisan want to "chat"
the main subject of conversation is always "stupidity."

When the partisan want to "chat" the main subject is always "stupidity", whether they intend it to be or not. Well, big guy, I don't know about you, but I find that last part a wee bit of gratuitous overkill.

From our "City Field Guide Spotter's Handbook":
Another Way You Can Spot 'Em:
The collective live in a binary world.

One man says that often, when he is around a vociferous display of collective thinking his mind wants to shout out to itself: "Air raid alert! -- air raid alert!"
One man's theory is that: Under conditions of verbal clarity, not only is a modifier a waste of time, but two of them are twice the waste!
(He says he majored in Logic.)

City Maxim For The Miffed:
If you want a child to go away when he grows up -- bend a stick. And a quite hip & sophisticated Nipper Psychologist rolled over on his sand couch and said: "Hey! -- even I almost got that one."
(You know folks, I hate to appear cynical, but that's just the kind of thing people in the city are want to say as they see their train leaving the station without them.)

One of the speakers delivered this missile to the awaiting audience:
"The most important scientific breakthrough has yet to be accomplished -- that of discovering the 'true purpose of words'."

The Intellectual City Of The Collective:
A place where a complete lack of talent is no impediment to "getting somewhere."
(In fact -- contraries -- may I be permitted to add -- contraries.)

To keep it simple -- one man adopted this personal approach:
He would not repeat -- or re-think any sentence of over five words that he had ever heard before.

To the routinely civilized, their profession, position, wealth & reputation are everything! To a thinker -- shit is just shit.

One man would force himself to do stuff! And if he actually has a separate "self" like the sentence makes it sound like -- well, you can just imagine what it thought of him for doing this! Well-l-l!!!

Talking-about-others will keep you from talking-about-yourself
but most people can't do that!
Thinking-about-ideas will keep you from thinking-about-others
and nobody can do that -- except a real thinker.

A kid tugged at the professor's trouser leg and asked:
"Hey old dude -- 'tis been said that: 'Everyone wants to look-good in their own hometown,' so how's come nobody pays any attention to this when it comes to their own native mind!?"

The successes of the collective are not the same as the private triumphs of the individual thinker.
(Plus, if you're interested -- they're not near as much fun, either.)

Never call a madman a madman -- unless you're looking in the mirror.

Definitions Break! -- Big "D" Break:
Insults: The spice of human speech.
(And Adam whined: "But God-d-d started it.")

 

 

 

 
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