No one wants to...
what... you vague, weird little fucker.
...to discuss what a puffy, constipated neuron farm our beloved presidick is... with people who either refuse to believe it or already know it? In either case, what's the point?
...to discuss the fact that the very concept of human government is cesspool of corruption as stinking and rotten as a sow's belly full of blow flies, and has been at least since the dawn of literacy, even though it seems there's always still surprising depths for modern low-life inbred Texan scum and their golf-and-suck-buddies to sink? Junior high school stuff. Figured it out the first time I heard
Animals.
...to discuss the war in Iraq with people who sit around and talk about BLAME like it fucking matters, and want to do nothing but point out the obvious left and right sides of things like brain-damaged obsessive-compulsive chimpanzees separating their own fecal matter to score a cookie? Not much hope of progress there.
...to trade insults with poor little delusional dirtbikers who live off the lead paint chips in their mother's basements and think they can actually convince people on the internet that they have a god-given monopoly on political clairvoyance, even though their every impotent keyboard peck reveals the pathetic shallowness of such fantasies?
Pffft, me? Never! Above it.