Furthermore…

Man, all beaten and battered, wakes up and,  seeing devils standing around him, says:

“Where in the hell am I?!”

It’s a way of feeling powerful. It’s a good feeling, in the middle of all the indecision. So much of the time it seems like other people call the tune. At least with this no one else has a say.  They all think they know all the answers. There is no clear answer. It doesn’t have to be all spelled out or explained. At least it is simpler. It really is no one else’s business. Who really knows the full extent of it? It could be that really nothing much is harmed. It’s a defensible choice a lot of people agree with. And if there are any consequences, so be it. It has to be taken care of!