I love it when people talk about what I've talked about. Makes me feel like I'm not jus thaving a meaningful discussion with my own navel. In specific, now, this regards Lis in my guestbook (which hardly anyone ever signs, you twerps).

Optimism probably isn't the best word for what I was ranting about below. Naivety is much better. Because like we realised for J^e, most bitter people are actually optimists. They've been warped by having their good hopes for the world crushed time after time by rampant stupidity. Of course, I don't think I am one of these people. I hope for good things, but know I won't get them. I am a full-blooded cynic.

Meanwhile, about the trees: The thing is, it's a small percentage of our oxygen that comes from tree-photosynthesis anyway. Most is produced by processes in the ocean. (And trees in rainforests don't even notice it's winter except that it rains a little less. There is no summer and winter in rainforests, just the Wet and the Dry.)