And in the scant arenas of ungracious limited they mill and cavort in talentless skits frailing adornments in the fineries of nothing it is as always to do what they do best for in foggy mists blazes the inherent rituals of overcompensating moribund minds
And age old fears embraces the samenesses tasting damp salts in unison breeds red diktats snaps out ingloriously force fed overeact overseason overcompensate herds free will and actions die to commands and in fear weak heads acquiesce
Like sheep like cattles like leemings et all overcompensating as wont dare yo talk smile befriend or show kinship to the regal fellow in crosshairs all go and batter thine inferiority complexes be base be crude be rude
And in the scant arenas of ungracious limited coralled in fear of expulsion fragile egos crave mass invite and acceptance in dread to be thought kowtowing they quake and flip overcompensating for show yet just cowards showing calling cards
Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect. Mark Twain
Sometimes the majority just means all the fools are on the same side. John Kennedy
It is not worth an intelligent man's time to be in the majority. By definition, there are already enough people to do that. G. H. Hardy