I think it is important to consider the possibility that you’ve abandoned the thankless obscurity of reason in favor of impassioned rivalry–that in your capitalistic search for truth, you’ve found only the gratification of having an enemy.

This sort of pursuit comes in with all the fury and excitement of a hurricane, and in its wake is left a trail of busted, hollow nothingness. There is little left but the specter of civility–afterimages and ghosts of a thing that was never there, fabricated by our need for relevance.

Enemies die, but the truth remains.