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For those of us who hunt the wild wingnut, American Thinker is a primeval forest rich in old growth stupidity and large, slow-moving game.  Unfortunately, some of its inhabitants — as we’ve seen — have a tendency to go stark raving Pepe Le Pew at the first whiff of doe estrus, so there’s always a chance that you will drive away, not with a trophy roped to your roof, but with a desperate fame whore clinging to your rear bumper.  Other native species may exhibit symptoms of hydrophobia, or worse, signs of a psychology degree, which is why I generally give Charles Krauthammer a wide berth, and why I’ve always avoided Robin of Berkeley.  Until now.

Robin is, according to his or her bio, “[a] frequent AT contributor” and “a psychotherapist and a recovering liberal in Berkeley,” which to me conjures one word: gamey.  Additionally, anyone who goes by the nom de plume “Robin of Berkeley” is probably a , and the last thing I need right now is some guy in a kilt and a puffy pirate shirt heaving beanbags at me while screaming “lightning bolt!  Lightning bolt!“  Still, Robin raises a serious issue and deserves, I believe, a sincere and thoughtful response.

It’s a chilling moment when the light goes out in someone’s eyes. A once-radiant child hardens from abuse. A woman’s heart shrinks after her husband’s abandonment.

The person looks the same, maybe acts the same. But something is gone, and what’s lost is irretrievable. It’s like when a person dies: in a heartbeat, the soul vanishes.

I witnessed this alteration recently when I visited my goddaughter, a radiant girl. Her mom, a hardcore progressive, has started exposing her to the darkest elements of the left. And the last time I looked in the girl’s eyes, the light had gone out. Disappeared. Just like that.

It’s certainly bizarre how the light seems to go out of the girl’s eyes every time Robin walks into the room.  It must be that dolphin-friendly tuna her mom bought.

I see this phenomenon every day: a light dimming. The friendly shopkeeper snaps at me. My cheerful neighbor seems flattened.

Yeah, that’s a pretty weird coincidence.  It’s almost as if there were some common denominator between all these people who suddenly look depressed when they see you coming.

Last week, an esteemed Columbia University black architecture professor punched a white female coworker in the eye for not doing more about white privilege.

And that was hardly an isolated incident — unlike, say, a black man being arrested in his own home for talking back to a white cop.

He has no history of violence. So why now?

Why now? This may be the most important question of our time. Why are some people reaching the boiling point? Why do many others look vacant, like an Invasion of the Body Snatchers? The shootings at military bases, from Little Rock to Fort Hood — why now?

It’s Obama, of course.

Crap, and I guessed it was Colonel Mustard.

Liberals will excoriate me for writing this.

Well, if by “excoriate” you mean “laugh ourselves just slightly past the point of incontinence,” then yeah, you might want to grab a poncho and prepare for a shower of excoriation.

But study the phenomenon of cults, and the dynamics are always the same. The leader can incite violence without ever getting his hands dirty. Obama is controlling the marionette of the masses.

It was bad enough when Obama was merely a charismatic presidential candidate, but now that he’s Commander in Chief, he has access to Super-Marionation.  And even if he doesn’t take away our guns, what chance do We The People stand against the Thunderbirds and Super Car?

If Obamamania is a cult, then Obama is the cult leader.

Exactly.  And if American Thinker exists to promote the decriminalization of sex with South American camelids, such as alpacas, llamas, vicuñas and guanacos, then a pundit who writes for American Thinker is a person who likes to make the alpaca with two backs.  Q.E.D.

Cult leaders routinely pull the strings of their followers.

This can be awkward for all involved, especially if their followers are having their period.

The most extreme example is Charles Manson. He rots in prison for murders he never committed. He didn’t have to do the dirty work. His brainwashed charges did his bidding.

I’m not saying Obama is a Charles Manson.

“I’ve just found that, as a psychotherapist, it’s helpful to talk using the most extreme examples possible.  It puts people at ease.”

As soon as Obama came on the scene, the programming began. His face was plastered everywhere like Mao. In his speeches, Obama lulled audiences with a melodious voice and feel-good phrases repeated over and over. And he began inciting people with his charming smile.

Flashing a charming smile is like burning a cross — that’s why there was so much mob violence during the Carter Administration.

First, the vultures starting swooping down on Hillary. Obama chose not to call off the dogs.

Personally, I would have called off the vultures, but I’m not a cult leader, and my smile is at best merely pleasant.

Then thugs invaded caucuses. Again, silence.

Well yeah, but why would Obama care about thugs in the caucasus?  He’s not even caucasian.

Which led to vicious misogyny against Sarah Palin and threats on her life. From Obama: not a peep.

Maybe he could lend her some of his highly trained attack vultures.

We even saw armed thugs at polling places.

The lesson?  Always vote before you take the mushrooms.

Ignored and not prosecuted by Obama’s Attorney General.

And Animal Control still hasn’t done anything about that chupacabra in my back yard.

The moment Obama became president, he upped the signals.

As opposed to Bush, who just pirated cable.

At the swearing in, the entire family eerily chose to wear black and red, colors associated with communism and black nationalism.

obama-family-inauguration.jpg

I know colorblindness can make it difficult to obtain a pilot’s license, but apparently it’s no impediment to practicing psychotherapy.

Obama returned Britain’s gift of a Winston Churchill statue while embracing dictators.

Which is why he could only give the dictators that one-armed “bro” hug.

He gave a white police officer a dressing down for doing his job, in effect calling him a racist.

Then he gave him a beer for coming to the White House, in effect calling him an alcoholic.

Obama’s greatest magic trick?

Making the world he believe he doesn’t exist.  Oh, wait — no, that’s the Devil.  Or Keyser Söze.

Brainwashing the masses to believe that racism is a greater danger than radical Islam, and that Obama himself is in constant peril.

Pah!  Who’d want to hurt a cult leader who makes the country feel vacant and reminds them of Charles Manson?

Thus, more and more people are finding themselves on the receiving end of a fist, figurative or literal. After the White House released a directive for his followers to strike back hard, a frail, diabetic black man at a Town Hall was beaten up.

Even women can get slugged in the face. Obama signaled during the primary that women were fair game.

Obama’s master plan is diabolical, but brilliant: by using his smile to incite white people to beat up black men, and black men to beat up white women, he improves the odds that health care reform will emerge from the conference committee with a robust public option.

The American Hard Left knows how to create a cult because it is a cult, one with a violent history. The Black Panthers, Symbionese Liberation Army, Weathermen, Black Muslims — all nefarious cults.

The Ku Klux Klan, The Order, Aryan Nations, the Michigan Militia, the Moonies, the Minutemen American Defense, the Glenn Beck Show…Say, this is fun!

Members of the Weathermen, for instance, had their spirits broken through forced wickedness, such as animal abuse.  Patty Hearst morphed into bank robber Tania after weeks of isolation, rape, and beatings by the SLA.   Huey P. Newton sent his Black Panthers to the hospital or to the grave if they didn’t practice total obedience.

So in Robin’s mind, losing an election is equivalent to being beaten and raped.  If nothing else, these are the kinds of insights that make for a very lively therapy session.

The Left has an insatiable need to control every aspect of our lives.

But there’s a deeper reason, one much more insidious.

The Left wants to tear Americans down. Just as the Weatherman did to those naïve lost kids, they want to break our spirits. This goal of degradation is more crucial than their one-world government.

The progressives want to turn us into them, to make us feel as deprived and depraved and deadened. It’s the only way that they can silence the roar of shame and self-loathing.

Robin was apparently absent the day they covered “projection” in Psych 101.

What they don’t understand is this: it’s not going to happen. There are too many of us who won’t be hypnotized.

We can see right through them. We know who they are: the most piteous of human beings, and the most dangerous. Men without a country, orphans far from home. The forsaken and disowned.

They’re “hungry ghosts,” to use a Tibetan phrase: tormented beings who are starving to death from their inner nothingness.

“Sit down, Jenny, I’m glad you came to me for help.  As I understand it, you were sexually abused by a camp counselor, but I think your real problem stems from your mother’s support for the public option.  That’s the kind of progressive thinking that leaves a once-radiant girl depraved and deadened inside.  Is your mom in favor of gay marriage?  Yeah?  Well no wonder you’re roaring with shame and self-loathing, what with that kind of forced wickedness going on in the house.  Yes, yes, I know you were raped, but it’s not like you lost 21 seats in the house and 7 in the Senate, so quit trying to up the signals!  Now, speaking as your therapist, I want to put this delicately, and in the most extreme way I can: I don’t think you’re suffering from PTSD, I think you’re just haunted by hungry ghosts — you know, tormented beings who are starving to death inside you because you have no soul for them to feed upon…?

Hey — what’s the deal with the light going out in your eyes…”

60 Responses to “Brave, Brave Sir Robin”

The light she suspects has gone out is not dangerous it is the loss of naivete’. Conservatives would not be elected if it was not for that quality.

It is the glisten in the conservatives’ eyes that exposes their instability. Apparently, nothing can be done to heal the unfortunate victims.

It’s easy to understand why so many surrender to the failed conservative political philosophy. They are first in so many areas.

First with a plan to extract as much wealth from the system as they could get away with.

First to interpret the Constitution to mean whatever the hell they say it means.

First in unnecessary wars.

First to undermine the role of the F.B.I. and the D.O.J. by intentionally politicizing them to use as tools for the administration.

First to obstruct justice and undermine the rule of law at it foundation.

First to write absurd and ludicrous legal decisions of such twisted logic only a child could appreciate them.

First to justify torture.

First to participate in a silent coup to overthrow the democratic republic for a fascist state.

First to spy on all Americans innocent and suspect alike.

The proud list continues with far too many firsts to list here.

Is there any wonder why it is so dark these days?

From recovering liberal to terminal wingnut, still with lighted eyes (necessary for subterranean life. This is purportedly a psychotherapist, a credentialed and licensed professional. Why all the spiritualist mumbo-jumbo? Bela Lugosi said, “Superstitious perhaps, baloney perhaps not.”

He just hasn’t gotten around much–for many of us the light went out during the Bush administration, or the Clinton admininstration, or Bush I’s administration, Reagan’s, etc. In fact I don’t remember a whole lot of light since Kennedy, before Viet Nam. It’s been pretty much conservative darkness and war ever since.

At the swearing in, the entire family eerily chose to wear black and red, colors associated with communism and black nationalism.

What is he even talking about? Did he watch the same inauguration I did? I seem to recall Michelle wore a a light green outfit, the girls were in bright colors of purple and orange (IIRC) and he wore the typical dark suit and coat.

Or does he think that Obama was sworn on Election Night?

I don’t think this guy is a recovering liberal. Victim of brain damage? Maybe. Recovering liberal? Not so much.

There certainly *is* a light missing in the eyes of these nutjobs. It’s the pleasing glow of sanity.

Wasn’t a red dress Nancy Reagon’s trademark?
And scott, that final paragraph was damned near brilliant.

“The American Hard Left™ knows how to create a cult …”

It’s all done in a couple of bathtubs with Cialis. The American Soft Left™ can’t get it done.

I feel sorry for Robin’s patients. They’d be better off going to Lucy Van Pelt.

First, the vultures starting swooping down on Hillary. Obama chose not to call off the dogs. Then thugs invaded caucuses.

If that doesn’t identify Dr. Robin’s “dinner party conversion” origin story as one of an embittered PUMA, I don’t know what does. I had wondered where they went off too…

One thing I learned during my career as a psychotherapist (from which I am now retired): even bad psychotherapists are able to help some people, sometimes.

It’s small comfort, but in a field that exposes (nee, floods) its practitioners with much to be depressed about, well, it’s something.

Still, a bad psychotherapist can do an awful lot of damage, and there are a lot of bad psychotherapists out there – and does anyone doubt that “Robin of Berkeley” is a really, really bad psychotherapist? – and the catch-22 of course is that impaired judgement is generally a hallmark of the maladies that lead most people to seek the help of a therapist in the first place.

I’ve had people ask me how to find a good psychotherapist, and it’s a hard question. Credentials matter, but clearly that’s not the whole story. And “feeling comfortable” with someone matters also, but again, isn’t necessarily reliable. But I would certainly say that, at the first glimmer of Robin-of-Berkeley-style wingnuttism, run like hell.

“I witnessed this alteration recently when I visited my goddaughter, a radiant girl. Her mom, a hardcore progressive, has started exposing her to the darkest elements of the left. And the last time I looked in the girl’s eyes, the light had gone out. Disappeared. Just like that.”

That wasn’t a light that went out of the girls eyes. It was the fading laser beam, the one that made her a republican stepford child. Now that she is a progressive, the light is begining to shine. She never had a light before.

“Which led to vicious misogyny against Sarah Palin and threats on her life. From Obama: not a peep.”

You mean when they were shouting ‘kill him’ and ‘terrorist’ at Palin’s campaign rallies, they were really talking about Palin?

“Cult leaders routinely pull the strings of their followers.”

I think he/she is referring to Freedom Works, the tea baggin fools, Glennda Beck and Fux News.

It’s fun to make fun of this, but that level of paranoia is truly unhealthy. There are studies that show partisanship can excuse a certain about of cognitive dissonance, but this reads pretty scary — and increasingly common.

I wonder if these people know they’re exaggerating… I’ve always thought that Beck was doing it for the ratings — not any core belief.

I don’t recall exactly, but as a long-time reader of many left-wing blogs, big and small, I don’t remember this level of projected paranoia. Sure, there was plenty of dislike and distrust of Bush — but usually *after* Bush did something. And most of the concern before-the-fact: (torture, ignoring Katrina, going to war on a lie, ruining the economy) came true.

I just wonder where these kind of paranoid rants lead — do they exhaust themselves amidst the temper tantrum — or does it spiral until their faces turn orange and they explode?

…but as a long-time reader of many left-wing blogs, big and small, I don’t remember this level of projected paranoia.

That’s because you apparently steered clear of the fringy 911 Truthers/International ANSWR sorts of gathering places. It’s not surprising that you never ran across them – higher trafficked blogs of a lefty persuasion didn’t link to them since “4-way Time Cube” level whacka-doodle nutballs often hung out there.

This differs from the righty side of things, where whacka-doodle nutballs get to write columns for Renew America and American Thinker and News Busters and…

Wow. A psychotherapist. Who exhibits a psychopathic level of projection. I wouldn’t believe it except my sister is a similar sort (a wingnut doctor). These people damage our country, but I can’t help but feel sorry for them, the deluded fools. It’s just like in the ’50′s when they saw Communists everywhere.

“Why are these dead eyed, cultist, misogynistic, ex-friends being such dicks?”

And scott, if I didn’t know better (and let’s face it, I don’t), I’d swear you were trying to bait the AT staff to come on over.

Hungry ghosts are not “starving to death from their inner nothingness”, they’re starving because they have no mouths. They’re yearning for something they’re not allowed to have. They’re tormented because they see what they need all around them but are denied access to it, and they are angry and vengeful at those who have what they need and take it for granted. They punish the greedy and thoughtless on behalf of the wronged.

So, yeah, if you have plenty to eat and a roof over your head, or if you have access to health care that won’t bankrupt you, or if your odds of being pulled over and tased by the cops are very slim, or if the state sanctions your marriage, or if the government is forced to bail out your company after you take tremendous risks and otherwise generally behave corruptly, or if you may safely and legally seek justice for crimes committed against you, or if you’ll never end up with your village destroyed by one of our bombs, or you are essentially in large part in command of your life, and yet you seek to deny these things to others, then, yes, hungry ghosts may be angry at you, and may torment you. You may see them everywhere you turn because they are your own reminder that you are a cruel and selfish person.

Hungry ghosts, you see, were the same cruel and selfish people before they died. They had everything in plenty, and they were greedy about it and wouldn’t share. So now they’re being punished by not being allowed it anymore, and they yearn for it forlornly.

I suppose it’s possible to say that some liberals are hungry ghosts: they are endlessly starving for justice, and angry with those who work to ensure others can’t have it. They’re a reminder of restless injustice, that none of us should enjoy the banquet so much that we won’t get up to open the door for the starving.

I know from hungry ghosts. Hungry ghosts are there for a reason. If you see them all around you, you are not living well, and you’d better start making some changes. They’re your conscience, and you’d be a fool to ignore them, or worse, to blame them for their own existence.

That is, after all, how you end up a hungry ghost. They used to be people like you before all the comforts they took for granted were stripped from them. They want redemption now, they would work for justice for the wronged but they are powerless now to fix it. So they exist now simply to remind you that it’s not too late for you to start living right.

Exactly. And if American Thinker exists to promote the decriminalization of sex with South American camelids, such as alpacas, llamas, vicuñas and guanacos, then a pundit who writes for American Thinker is a person who likes to make the alpaca with two backs. Q.E.D.

And Animal Control still hasn’t done anything about that chupacabra in my back yard.

So in Robin’s mind, losing an election is equivalent to being beaten and raped. If nothing else, these are the kinds of insights that make for a very lively therapy session.

And Scott, even when I’m pissed off and depressed, you can still make me laugh. Thank you for that.

Though I do think you missed the chance to explain why Robin is apparently watching too many zombie movies. But I’m a tad fixated, I admit.

That last paragraph had me desperately trying to stifle laughter so the person at the desk behind me wouldn’t think I was crazy. I don’t know why more people don’t read this blog — it is so consistently brilliant.

D.Sidhe: “…So, yeah, if you have plenty to eat and a roof over your head….” That was an especially powerful paragraph.

but now that he’s Commander in Chief, he has access to Super-Marionation.

It’s a good thing Obama is a Democrat then. If he were a Republican, he’d have access to Full-Spectrum Marionation, Marionate-and-Awe, and would be busy Marionataputting the Propaganda.

How can this person be a licensed psychotherapist when he uses his rhetoric to cause mental disorders. It must be a new field in psychology that I was not taught.

D. Sidhe, that was really, really good writing. Are you going to do a guest column soon?

And I am aching to see that metaphor used in a horror story.

Excellent, excellent, D. Sidhe. And heartfelt.
I know you have many problems of your own to deal with. That you have energy left over to feel this degree of burning empathy is amazing.

Sometimes I think I’ll toss my two cents in, but I usually wait for the regulars here to throw their gold nuggets in first. Nothing satisfies my own hungry ghost better than the passionate writings of D. Sidhe, who expresses righteous indignation and compassion better than anyone else on the intertubes. There is hope for us, yet and still; may her own zombies keep the fuck away, and the ominous boxes fade back into the hell from whence they came.

We even saw armed thugs at polling places.

Ignored and not prosecuted by Obama’s Attorney General.

Um…if they were at the “polling places”, doesn’t that mean they were there during the election?

Obama must be really diabolical if he controlled the Attorney General’s office before he was even elected…dummmm da dum dum!

or worse, signs of a psychology degree
Hmmph.

Robin talks about hungry ghosts as if they were a bad thing, rather than being the ideal consumer, the driving force of the modern economy. Let’s face it, what good are consumers who buy only those products that will assuage their needs? Come to that, the most profitable products are ones that create needs rather than lose consumers by assuaging them. Don’t knock the hungry ghosts, is what I’m saying.

I wonder if this person really lives in Berkley. Seriously, I suspect Robin in Berkley is a. a liberal putting one over on the American (Non) Thinkers or b. a rightie pretending to be a recovering liberal.

A once-radiant child hardens from abuse. A woman’s heart shrinks after her husband’s abandonment.

A rational person realizes that they’re dealing with a wingnut.

I’d like to echo the praise for D. Sidhe, AND the suggestion that she write a guest column or two. Or three…

On a much more serious note, he sounds like a guy who would pick up a couple of guns and shoot up a military base. This goes far beyond thinking your opponents are idiots; this is in the territory of “My opponents are so EVIL they aren’t even human!” Nothing good can come of that kind of crazy.

It’s a chilling moment when the light goes out in someone’s eyes.

In Robin’s case, it means she’s no longer caught in the headlights, she’s part of the car.

Welcome to World-O-Crap, dear…

What is he even talking about? Did he watch the same inauguration I did?

He’s confusing the victory celebration from Election Day with the inauguration. He probably has a lot of other not-quite-memories fused with both of them, including _Triumph of the Will_, the Rodney King riots, and Jonestown.

False memories, hm. I wonder if there’s some kind of, oh I don’t know… psychological therapy that can treat a thing like that…?

And just for the record, I’d like to second the calls for D.Sidhe to write a guest column or three. Not that we don’t appreciate the comments, we do, but after reading one I often think, “Damn, I wish I’d written that.” Which is immediately followed by the thought, “Damn, I wish that was on the front page so someone might think I’d written it.”

Anyway, D., mi blog es su blog.

I’m disappointed. Comparing Obama to Mason, but leaving Hitler out. Not fair.

And… what is a “hardcore progressive”? It sounds pOrn. Can I register to be one?

Manson
Manson
Manson
…n…

:(

False memories, hm. I wonder if there’s some kind of, oh I don’t know… psychological therapy that can treat a thing like that…?

You have confused “treat” with “create”.

At the swearing in, the entire family eerily chose to wear black and red, colors associated with communism and black nationalism.

As well as the WWE, UGA at Athens, chess, checkers, the NJ Devils hockey team…say, what’s black and white and red all over?

A nun with a sunburn?

That’s not random dumb, folks. That there is certified, intentional stoopid.

Pardon my rant, but people who attempt obscure references without looking them up sort of bug me. I was a lot of fun to watch X-Files with, too, just ask my partner.

Your kind words mean a great deal to me (no, really, I pasted some of them to my partner who said, and I quote, “You mean there’s people who WANT to hear you talk?” because my partner is cute like that), but I’ve come to accept my place in the world as that of a reactive ranter. I can’t stand to hunt down these nutjobs on my own. Well, okay, and I’m lazy. Very, very lazy.

Scott, you’ve got an enviable line in snark without any help, but remember you can always put me into moderation and then sign your name to my comments. Just correct the typos and misspellings, and I’ll be happy.

DS, darlin’, that was so great it made me cry. And I mean that in a good way.

DS is a star, but I really love all the commenters here at WOC. I’ve not found anyplace that matches this community.

DS – is it ok if I link to or copy that comment? It’s a wonderful piece of writing.

BS – lol funny.

Link it, copy it, claim it as your own. No rights reserved.

I do, though, wonder how often hungry ghosts come up in conversation. I mean, the zombies like to talk about them, but they’re like that…

There are, for the record, a number of hungry ghost traditions, so your anime-fan friends may argue, but the Tibetan version either specifically has no mouth or a mouth too small to eat with. Inner nothingness? Not so much. Robin’s a moron who’s mixed up cause and effect, or else was trying for the “Unforgiven Host” concept.

Either way, JoeBuddha nails it, this is a variation of “People who disagree with me aren’t even human”. Always so charming.

Casper, the Friendly Hungry Ghost

…which must REALLY suck, preznit, because I’ve always thought when he was still alive, Casper was Richie Rich. They DO kinda look alike after all.

As well as the WWE, UGA at Athens, chess, checkers, the NJ Devils hockey team…say, what’s black and white and red all over?

Left by actor212 on November 19th, 2009

A nun with a sunburn?

Left by Bill S on November 19th, 2009

BaDUMching!

Thanks, folks, we’ll be here til Thursday! Tip your veal and enjoy your waiter!

This is microwave-transmitted, supermarionated mind control, and finely tuned, at that. The factless black voices are very real to Robin of Berkley, whose programming can possibly yield new intelligence about the breadth and scope of GOP psychotronics.

Robin? An errand boy, sent by grocery clerks. American Thinker is a front company. In the basement, they sit around 700 Club card tables reading the talking points to the receivers.

Robin is no godfather. He’s a patsy.

For whatever it’s worth, Custodian, garnet has long been used to ward off night hags.

How do they differ from Day Hags?

DS:

I did not know that. Call me old-fashioned, but a well-layered tinfoil fedora does the trick for me:
http://people.csail.mit.edu/rahimi/helmet/

Tinfoil hats don’t do it for me. They just make the voices in my head echo. To each his own, though.

Night hag, Bill, is that experience when you wake up in the middle of the night paralyzed and unable to breathe. It was explained as a hag sitting on your chest. It’s not a bad medieval explanation for what we now tend to assume is alien abduction, so I do know alleged abductees who wear garnet at night, too. I advise hematite, myself, since if you can’t stop the aliens, you might as well at least piss them off by being really *heavy*.

At the swearing in, the entire family eerily chose to wear black and red, colors associated with communism and black nationalism.

man, someone needs to point Robin to this picture

Obama’s master plan is diabolical, but brilliant: by using his smile to incite white people to beat up black men, and black men to beat up white women,

And to get disturbed young white women to cut themselves in the face…

DS: I’m gonna try the garnet. Now, where should I start digging?

Wow. A psychotherapist. Who exhibits a psychopathic level of projection.

Uncle Noel, I was going to go with “psychotropic,” myself. :)

Hungry ghosts, you see, were the same cruel and selfish people before they died. They had everything in plenty, and they were greedy about it and wouldn’t share. So now they’re being punished by not being allowed it anymore, and they yearn for it forlornly.

Every word of that post was perfect, D. Sidhe. Well said.

Not a Gator: *small bow* I’m glad I edited out the part where I called Robin a fuckwit, then.

I don’t think leaving that in would have had a detrimental effect.

D.Sidhe: “…So, yeah, if you have plenty to eat and a roof over your head….” That was an especially powerful paragraph.

Left by Larkspur on November 18th, 2009

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