"Why do you care why I care about who cares about caring? Why would it matter to you why it matters to me that it matters what these people are doing? Does that really matter? Yes and no, because I only have one setting, and that is PASSION. With the passion, I can attain the POWER, the power to singlehandedly pick and choose which arguments I can pick off and pile at my feet like a funeral truck tipped over. And I can climb to the top of that mountain, look out, and when the sun shines on me it will be GLORY, for that is what happens when you care about things PASSIONATELY because I am an artist and my art is making you chase your tail. That and layout. but I'm passionate about that, too, and passion means I care, and I care, except when I don't, and why would you care what I care about? You shouldn't care, because I don't. But I'm very passionate, so why question my passion? How dare you? Power, Glory, Sex, Aphrodisiacs, glory, you're stupid for even daring to question the raw passion in my artistry, you dummy, even now my vortex of nonsense and anti-conformist conformity is tightening around you due to my raw POWER that is fueled by my PASSION in ensuring you people wake up and see that being like me is the only way to be free and not conform, but if you don't see that, you're stupid, not that I'd ever call you stupid, because I don't use personal insults like that, only when I'm insulted first, and your existence is insulting to me because you're so stupid so it's only fair and besides why would you care if I care about who cares about caring so much on a messageboard dedicated to a Superman movie that's not out yet?"
--Oldguy, passionate artist.