Comfortably Dumb

The Pink Floyd elephant in the room is standardized stupidity.

Finding amusement in my discomfort has been a recurrent and unappreciated theme in my life, with my tormentors invariably blessed with an Alzheimer's memory complemented by a liar’s imagination. That said, I wear the abuse of idiots well and have often profited by it.

One saving grace to the trauma inflicted is the mining of the carnage for the benefit o…