A friend posted to facebook about an article he read positing that Depression has a positive intellectual evolutionary purpose.
I asked some questions, and generally disagreed.
Then another person piped in, an old classmate from school (who was an idiot even then) claiming that he, and anybody else who actually tried to, could meditate depression away. Both my friend and I disagreed with each-other, but also with him. The argument goes back and forth, and at a later point, this old classmate starts getting pretty off-track. Apparently we're both just regurgitating things we've heard and read, and neither of us has ever had an original thought for ourselves. The fact that I'm overweight is the basis for some supposed self-esteem issues, that lead me to try and sound smart on Facebook statuses. At the end of it, he tells us that even our use of long words betrays the fact that we basically masturbate to our own grossly inflated intellectual egoes.
And also, fuck my mother.
I knew I should have posted a sign: "Do Not Feed The Anti-intellectuals."