REALITY?: Deeper and Duller

I come from a world that takes insult at a label inside an oven door that warns you of danger if you or your child stand on the oven door because the oven is liable to tip.

I come from a world where people were taught intelligent reasoning and experience and wouldn’t think of standing on oven doors, or eating lead paint, and having parents who watched over them as best as they could to insure that safety.

I come from a world alien to that in which I am living, where mediocre is special, and it is politically correct to ignore truly special for fear of upsetting everyone else.

I retreat.