Why must I say anything?

Why do we say things? Why do we judge, comment, praise, condemn, proselytize... ? Are we mainly in need to hear and validate our own sense of a truth? Are we lonely and want to fill the silence? Do we consider that our opinion has value, that must be shared. Indeed, that the world is awaiting our input before it can continue to evolve? Does it matter, why?

I don't know what my personal motivation is. It may change daily. I do know that I am compelled to express my ideas and that most often no one else cares nearly as much as I do. As it happens, the level of annoyance that I generate is the main reason that these thoughts have manifest on this blog.

As too often happens, I spoke up during a small gathering of family and friends and made a statement - that I presented as fact - and found out that I was alone in this point of view. It was later pointed out to me (and NOT for the first time!) that the conversation might have been more enjoyable for the other participants, had I been less forceful with my opinions and more open to other's ideas. The persons who let me in on this idea were adamant that I am the least interesting person in the room when ever I get on a roll like this...

So, I have the first evidence to show that the answer to the first question: "Why do we say things?" - Is (for me) to hear myself say things so that I can validate my own thoughts... regardless of whether anyone else cares! This seems to be very dysfunctional, of course. Perhaps the effort that I put forth into this blog will serve 2 purposes:
1) To vent these many mental farts into an atmosphere that won't disturb others.
2) Provide a venue for me to discuss, argue, formulate, evolve, keep / discard my ideas.

The title for this blog comes from another family member (not present today) who was also trying to point me in a safe direction - away from other people - where I can express ideas and not bore or offend them. The title suggests that many or most of my commentaries are fueled by those 3 emotions. While I think the range is more diverse than just those 3, I do like the rythmic melody of the title.

Thus is born my canvas... Enjoy it... or not. I don't care.