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Jazz, I know it all.

so, given a choice, what would you select as a better life? Dirt is cheap, and ultimately our houses are made of it. . . . so why do you sweep and mop, or wipe or dust or flush?
 
Bronco writes fair verse, and more than just a stanza. . . . but hmmmmmmm. .. . .. you're not an artist until you can lift your audience out of the muck.
 
Sociopathy

My topic du jour is psychiatric overdiagnoses.

One Brow says man is a social animal. . . . ultimately denies anything more than chemistry as essential to life. . . . well, let's say "chemistry" in the context of the grander expanses of time, space, energy and matter I suppose. But what I think he has been preaching is a denial that there is anything else that we can't prove or demonstrate objectively to the most hardened believer in "man". That meaning, of course, to exclude "God" or similar extrapolations into the vast unknown realms we have so far just waved our hands at and declared "I believe"s about.

So what is the distinction between man the social animal and the clinical diagnosis of a sociopath?
 
Some ladies can't stand beautiful black and orange "box elder bugs". . . . maybe because they stink or something. An unconscienced inclination to smash a bug, or set off a bug bomb with enough toxicity to make a neighbor ill. . . . .. probably isn't much different from an unconscienced impulse to write potty poetry?

What say ye?
 
overall, I would say the indications are pretty wide open and subjective. . . . it is if I say it is. . . . . it is what I say it is. . . . sorts of "observations" all with very wide scales of variability. . . ..
 
The night sky, it floats by
Like the world is standing still
I feel you, and fear you
All I have is time to kill

The darkness, it haunts us
Like voices from the dead
With no fear you stay here
Crashing thunder overhead

When the sky is falling down, will you still be around?
 
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