What ruffles your feathers in this wicked world of ours?
No matter WHERE it is I finally sit, the damn toilet paper roll is ALWAYS in need of replacement. WHY me?!?
I find it most annoying when Normal People deny the presence of Voices within their vexations. I am sick and tired of the term "voices in my head" be seen as a DSM-IV cataloge of catastrpohic societial ills that will kill a man's spirit before he if free to think conscious and sub-conscious Thought.
That Voice Within each and every human animal is the voice of moral righteousness OR the of wicked-west pages of immoral indecency. In the greater number of Lesser Breeds, that Voice is called Instinct.