Babbling

I miss talking to people who still, at the very least, have evanescent annoyance about social injustices. One whose values and outlook in everyday life has not been tainted by the fatal claws of capitalism. I find depth in them. This is not to say that I totally abhor capitalism; for my sustenance come from an american company. Tis just a very long time when I had a good conversation. Perhaps because I am rarely interested with someone's trivial whining. The repulsion over trivial things I have had since I-can't-remember-when. By trivial, I mean things that concern only the person you are talking to. And rare do I find good conversation with people who's so self-absorbed, so loving him/herself. It kills me every time I hear ranting about nonsensical jumble of things. Now, I am babbling. Oh well . . . Thanks to Iris and Mahal!