Suffering Fools

There is a certain inalienable right-freedom from fools-that I have begun to question. This has required many a sit-in and will certainly demand a few meditative more but treating foolishness as personal trangression increasingly seems foolish (so too succumbing to the accompanying annoyance). Someone is either a damn fool or not. I can temper my response or explode. In my heart of parts, I know I shouldn't pick the shit up but it's tempting, I dare say addictive. That hypertensive rush of anger and self-righteousness makes a girl feel strangely good.