Wandering associatively through livejournal

I'm not sure I can think of anything at the moment that makes me feel more cynical than seeing someone make snide comments about how "dyed-in-the-wool Christians" behave . . . more or less just like humans unspecified by adjective, really.

Oh, most terribly shocking, people of one adjective are not any more likely to agree, to act in concert, to fail to be in conflict, or to avoid tripping over each other than people of any other adjective or, for that matter, people who are not currently sorted by adjective. Newsflash! People persist in being people, even if they're in possession of adjectives.

So why the dig at one religious faith again? I missed the point, here. Unless the point was to make snide comments about how people keep on doing what they think is right even if other people disagree. (Another revelation which fails to induce a need for me to fan myself in order to prevent collapsing from shock.)

I am a hypercube.

I am also amusing myself mightily with gamemastering for my plot, and waiting for 24 February in IC-time so I can drop random plot stuff in the laps of three characters who aren't necessarily expecting random prophetic dreams. . . (It's currently 16 February, and time runs 3 realworld days to four in-character days. So I have a week to, uh, actually work out what I'm saying to them. *sheepish*)

Meanwhile, I have inflicted upon a group of NPCs in Malden a mysterious illness, and have one of the PCs wandering around looking to interview another NPC who claims to see demons but who is currently doped up on laudanum to keep her quiet, so may not exactly be reliable. . . .