Gobbledygook

My Lord. the Refugee stands up, clears his throat, steps onto a soapbox, and says some gibberish filled with contradictions and meaningless phrases. Wow, that was hard to read, and I had such a nice day. He is right that he is everything I hate, he just gave me a headache. Where to start? First, he endorses the beauty of community by loving the exclusion of goal-oriented people. Then, he decries the emptiness of a "community coffee shop" to, immediately thereafter, praise the same shop for attempting community. Lastly, a pyramid's structural integrity comes from the weight being dispersed across a broad bottom base, so it does not have a backbone. I guess he's right in the sense that he's totally extraneous to the point of non-existence. Can't quibble with that. Oh well, I'll just give you another sandwich.