So I'm reading this philosophical anthropology book by Rene Girard about the victimage mechanism in human history. Apparently it only works if you genuinely believe the victim is guilty. Then, after the victim's death reconciles the feuding people in your community, you can deify the victim and create a new myth.
*catches Freckles mid-charge*
Unfortunately, Freckles doesn't seem to care whether the victim is guilty. This is the problem with the modern age. We still do scapegoating, but we're bad at it.
I feel crushed. Nothing matters when you can't get other people to read books you want them to read. Well, Batman matters. But that's not the point.
I think I know what you mean a little bit. When I watch a movie that I love with other people who don't know it yet, I can't relax at all through the whole thing because I'm just thinking, "They've got to like it, they have to like it, they must like it!"
Have you considered playing the audio book of TWHF to your sister in her sleep? It's worth a try.
I like your black/white worldview. The more drama, the better.