It's funny where the story of a man rolling a rock uphill can take you. I googled Sisyphus to find a few details of the myth and discovered a blog that just kept me reading and reading for more hilarious stuff. It just proves the old rule that unintentional comedy is the best comedy. It was like a drug. Then I followed a link further and found more of the same manna. I don't even know whether these people have passed their teens, or whether they have ever left their home town of Backbush (I forget the state - I'm sure it's considerably southwest of Boston and one of the U.S. states that legally kill their own people), but I was already fantasizing of participating in their "conversations". Here are the links:

A blog by a raving American blood-thirsty right-wing nationalist
A blog by another raving American blood-thirsty right-wing nationalist

I'm not sure what so fascinates me about these ignorami. Perhaps simply the fact that thinking (I'm using this adjective in its neurological meaning) beings exist in an ideological location so remote from my own territory. Until five years ago, when the cowboy-in-chief suddenly appeared on TV, I thought they were just products of mediocre but imaginative science fiction. I think it is a bit like having a documentary on serial killers or hard-core porn stars on TV. There's always a certain temptation to learn more about these people.

But honestly, there's more to it. I believe anyone seeking a cure for aids has to start from learning how the virus operates. Quite simply, as the sad start of this millenium has shown, these simple-minded "prophetic dualists" (= religious individuals who see the world as a battlefield of absolute good and absolute evil and nothing else) are extremely dangerous: the direct consequences of their blind actions make life hell for millions of people. Unfortunately the disease spreads fast; It doesn't take much brainwashing to convince a hundred million flies that shit is good. 00:05