I am an artist.

I read fantasy, science fiction, and mythology more than all other types of fiction combined.

I am (on and off) an SCA member.

I am a costumer.

I am mentally ill.

I have studied way too much philosophy: I know several reasons why "I think therefore I am" is not valid. I am well aware that there is no proof that there is any such thing as, well, anything.

The Administration derisively refers to people who share my view of foreign policy as the "reality-based community."

When you deal with people who consider my grasp of reality exessive, you keep an eye on them to make sure they don't hurt themselves. You think twice before you let them use butter knives. You don't let them use nukes! You don't let them keep blundering around with the most deadly military force there ever was!

What the hell is wrong with you people?