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I know that "they" are mean-spirited monsters, whose narrow ideology trumps both their manners and their common sense. I know there is no reasoning with them. I know they are without humor, irony, justice or any other sense necessary to support the human condition.
I know I could stay here, comfortably surrounded by friends, secure in the knowledge that I am not alone and that I am even, in some small way, valued by my own kind. But lately, I've been troubled more and more by a vague sense of preaching to the choir, of circular, pointless reasoning and of a kind of orthodoxy unchallenged by any serious dispute.
I also have a growing sense that their victory is inevitable. The noble human thing may be to fight on, but such a struggle is doomed, I fear, ultimately to failure. I look over the fence and, yes, I still see the enemy. But I also see something else--passion, commitment, arrogance. Like Cypher in the Matrix, I know that the steak is not real, but that does not make it any less delicious.
So, my fellow denizens of the DU Lounge, I bid you farewell, as I depart for GD.
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