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After the meeting that I just got out of, I found that I required a fair amount of walking around to get my head in order. An associate offered to lend an ear if I needed someone to talk to. Right now I think I just need someone to tell the following: I am a reasonably competent individual There is nothing about this issue that I cannot overcome The act of actually killing someone does nothing to educate them Getting upset over someone who does not know any better just makes me upset, and this accomplishes nothing Getting upset at someone 300 miles away for less than an act of war is useless....

Prelude, and a Warning I am writing this little note with the full knowledge that someone who may understand some of the specifics that I am basing my generalizations on will read it, understand it, and take this personally. Please do not take this personally. It is not something to be taken personally. This is just me ranting. This makes me feel better. There are no specifics, only generalities. Part the First I just do not know which is worse: People not knowing or people not caring....

Let me start by saying that you are sitting there, looking at the date of this post, and saying to yourself something along the lines of “according to my calendar, May 17, 2008, is a Tuesday.” At this point, you must be thinking any number of questions related to my sanity. Here I am sitting at a computer typing and demanding that you listen and hear and agree with me that today must be, absolutely must be, Thursday....