hmmm, ah, er, um ahh oh well you see um ah umm .. .. after a brief read about it seems to me that the good stuff hasn't sunk into my consciousness so much as it is inherent - I don't need to be told, I don't need to have an idea about it.
An entrenched idea for instance is that we are all the same, one in the spirit. Yet it runs so different to our individual experience even though it is a feeling we can experience in a mob.
There are plenty of monstrous arseholes. and they can be sorted into types too. there's lots and lots of them. across the board. all sorts. (why do I think this is so funny?)
it's not it's awful and the image I remember is of Saddam Hussain being beaten to death by a mob of his own people and the look on his face, he looked so human, like a small loveable animal and I had this feeling that it was a mercy on his soul, he was getting natural justice and would die clean.
