Not Enough Attention Is Being Paid To Me.

More about me.

It is, as a point of procedure, your honor, all about me. As there is a woeful lack of emphasis on me in the world at large I will never cease striving to fill this void. I will work until my dying day to make sure that everyone has as much information as possible about me. I will work my fingers to the bone. I will work until I am stooped and hunched and crippled if I can only carry the message about me, even if it's only to one more person.

When I try to make my way through the world it never ceases to amaze me how persistently people try to impede my progress. It's a huge conspiracy of evil individuals linked by a highly sophisticated electronic network whose sole purpose is to GET IN MY WAY. You are under the impression that all of those earphones and earplugs and ear buds are I-Pods (registered trademark) and portable cellular devices (no known trademark) and MP3 players (I don't know what those are). Nonsense. That is hard evidence of the Vast Anti B-Man Conspiracy sweeping the world. These are people who have it out for me.


The Book talks about patience. It says: "We realized that the people who wronged us were perhaps spiritually sick." Perhaps? It's typically egocentric of me to think that I'm the only person with problems. If I make a mistake or act poorly I want to be treated with compassion and understanding. When someone else does this, I wonder why they hate me so much. Even worse, I get my hackles up when someone acts in a perfectly acceptable behavior that isn't to my liking. This is the height of arrogant egocentricity.

Until A.A. and those blasted Steps it never occurred to me that your average healthy person is egocentric and has all kinds of problems and issues and deadlines to think about, above and beyond your standard B-Man obsessions. As my buddy EMC likes to say: "They're not thinking about you. They're thinking about themselves."


What? What!!?!