And There it is...

I am so pissed right now I can hardly stand it.

Quiet, quiet. Big smile, big smile.

I want to grab someone right this minute and shake him; shake the everlovin crap out of him and scream at him, ask him why he is setting himself up, why he is believing in mouthy insincere idiots who have never done a damned thing for him but ruin his reputation, make him look the total fool, and disrupt his common sense...

But who the fuck am I to tell him things that he should know already? That he used to know so well? He is blinded by their insincere smiles and happy eyes and deafened by their bouncing voices. He puts his trust in them instead of himself - and lets them decide the direction of his life. Like a captive blind-deaf-mute in handcuffs, they can lead him anywhere and he makes no protest.

What the hell? Who are these people? Why is he falling for this crap?

Because he "needs" them, or thinks that he does. Because he wants to believe that they are his friends, all facts to the contrary. Because his true friends have been told to back off when they even mention these captors' names. He is being played for a fool, and his real friends are giving up and walking away from his insistence.

Big smile, big smile. Bite your tongue. Most people get exactly what they ask for and exactly what they deserve. Anything I say will be construed as an attack. Why bother. Don't get angry. Don't get frustrated. Sit back and watch these grinning idiots lead him down the path of failure and perdition, all the while insisting that they know what they are doing. Know what? They do. Too bad my friend doesn't.

Free agency is a bitch.