Who needs ink blots? Life itself is a Rorschach test. What you see as a pattern, a 'gestalt' if you prefer in something random or arbitrary is a window into your mind. Likewise what you find to condemn in others may often illustrate what you feel - or fear to find - in yourself. It's been my experience that people who feel guilty about all their lies are quick to see others as liars, for instance and when I hear certain TV personalities telling us how, as Rush once snickered, Michael J. Fox is faking his Parkinson's to get sympathy or the Republican hyenas who insisted that Hillary Clinton's cerebral blood clot was only an excuse to get out of testifying at the Benghazi witch hunt, and when I heard Glenn Beck snickering yesterday that Theresa Heinz-Kerry, wife of our Secretary of State, hospitalized and in critical condition was faking it, what I heard was a faker, a phoney, a con man, a liar and a sociopath telling us his own story.
Am I wrong or is this a pattern? Do the most vocal apologists for the wackadoodle Right routinely deny inconvenient reality and slander their opponents because they thing everybody is like them? Takers, leeches, liars, fakes and idiots? Hey, the ink blots don't lie.