But most (including self, far too often) excuse the risking of Nothing - via the convenient umbrella of cynicism re all efforts.

Still.. what better windmill to tilt at than -
(Akin to the title of Gore's new book, The Assault on Reason)
- the madness of little-Jesus and his era of Belief VS the cold stats of heaped dead burned bodies, with no end in sight.

Nope, couldn't possibly know her (initial) level on the scale Pollyanna - - -> Machiavelli - but it's irrelevant. She Got Off Ass, as did some initial thousands (in the end - millions) in the Vietnam-I marches, demos, agit-prop.

Murican inertia, it seems - only grows. Takes *a lot* to compete with such profound intellectual fodder as Murican Idol, donchaknow.. 'Less'n your kid gets killed or something.

[oblig. ref to a Rathbone Sherlock Holmes, Woman in Red?/Green? wherein Watson is Certain--> that "people of intelligence" could never fall for the charlatanism of 'hynosis'.. at the local Mesmer Society.]

You - - -
see. right. through. all their little games..



..being the wise, cynical {humble} perfectly-psycho{analytical?} motherfucker that you are, eh?

No sale on your hypothesis, either - you don't know Anything about her early/middle or today- mentation. Nor does er, Womens-wear-Daily et al. Got It?

We. Don't. Know. {Sheesh} which comes first, the chicken or the ego?