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07/23/2004: "The Other Guy"

The head sexton has been talking my ear off. I don't have much choice but to listen when he talks, and hope that when it's over we can get some work done. He is a fault-finder and a second-guesser, and to the extent that I am those things too, I'm getting worse by exposure to him. I have decided that, in a different era, he would have made a first-rate Klansman or, with very little deviation from his line, a first-rate Wobblie. He is suspicious and discontented and will express that discontentment and suspicion on any subject, with vehemence and certitude. He has absolute and simple solutions to the war, the election, the problem of undocumented aliens, the economy, as well as all problems in the workplace in which his counsel was not sought. And all this without any documented facts to support his position. Today he asked me, rhetorically, "Am I wrong?", and I told him he was, and offered the facts as I understood them. He wasn't fazed at all and continued his tirade, regardless.