Jeux de Mente...

And so here we are again, back to this. Like devious children starved for attention, we play and we poke at each other’s emotional strings and settle back momentarily to watch the show, only to get up again shortly after the first curtain closes to bring on an encore. We toy because we can. We are insensitive because we in turn feel ourselves to be too sensitive and seek to distance ourselves from this perception, perceived by self and others.

Do you feel good after it is all said and done? Do you feel empowered by the sight of the other’s apparent weakness? Do I in turn do the same? Does he?

Of course, we can never ask these questions of each other. Words like tact and loyalty make it inappropriate. We only let it build momentum, keeping a tight lid on what needs to be said.

What is ultimately achieved here? There are a few backs, methinks, that have been sporting a bit more metal lately.

Wicked, wicked ego…