Apparently we're only allowed to comment on people and events NOT in the blog, or comment on people and events IN the blog in the most trivial and crackerbarrel way.
Perish forbid we should engage with each other, question motives intelligently, counsel wise behavior in real life, or look at the dynamics of the group as it relates to itself, or people as they relate to each other!
Let's look at that: what's forbidden to ask, or comment on? Obviously, you're the beginner of the conversation: Why can't I say things while consciously knowing they might reveal some aspect of social function and interaction. Why do I advocate against anonymous writings?
Don't you all realize that when you type in these boxes, it's forever? Don't you realize that people gather up everything you've typed and try to make sense of it, both for your benefit and theirs?
Humans are intensely interested in other humans, because we are strongly evolved to present ourselves as useful to the group in order to survive. We're born helpless, and stay that way for many years. We depend for our very survival on the group. To do that, we have to know what the members of the group, and the group itself, think of us, lest they abandon us.
One of the strongest reasons this group exists is that it is very tolerant of the odd person, and one of the oddest things you can do as a human is let others in a group know of your intense interest in their view of you, and even odder, the mechanisms the group and individuals use to evaluate each other.
It's a form of strange self-referential loop that seriously burdens the consciousness and abstract sociological analysis capabilities of anyone who thinks about it. Therefore, people just click off that compartment in their minds that self-analyzes.
It's a defense mechanism, which is there to protect the very fragile ego structure, the sense of a defined self. Obviously, there's some damage to be done if you think about yourself, if you let your various compartments communicate, if you advocate internal anarchy, and your little compartments would be at war if they were let out in each other's sight.
In our minds, we're a roomful of algorithmic single-problem computers, like the medical records systems of different hospitals, that have information, but don't have the means to interface. I've spent a lot of time building intercompartmental interfaces, and it uses up a lot of mental energy to keep everything running smoothly.
The ideological abstract logical way of looking at things works INSIDE a compartment, but jams badly when trying to consolidate compartments that just happened through evolution. It can be as bad as when you lose a limb, and portions of your sensory system grow into the unused space. Bad cramping. Follower of Ramachandran will understand.
The benefits are not obvious, even now, but it's how I'm built. It's a type that is often rejected by society, because who needs someone around who makes you think in circles that spiral inward to your very sense of self?
You can see why I gave up the autobiography.