Bye Larry...

I'm done with the big fella.
No, not because his brilliant debating skills have rocked me back on my heels. Rather because I had a bit of an epiphany re Mr. Correia the other morning.
I have no idea where this thought came from other than I have a predisposition to think in terms of mental disorders since... I have one.
Yes, I'm crazy. Larry's so classy as to blow shit at me about it. Ignorant.
And he calls me a drug addict. Imagine that! Actually, I did some heavier drugs back in high school (before he was born) but never did any of the "white drugs" - just psychedelics, pot and alcohol. He would do well to school himself somewhat on the drug culture. He may want to incorporate some crazed addict into one of his books. But I digress...
Narcissistic personality disorder.
Here's one from the Mayo Clinic: http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/narcissistic-personality-disorder/DS00652
The Wiki entry (surprise) is quite informative as well.
Here are some relevant symptoms:

Have excessive feelings of self-importance

Exaggerate achievements and talents

Need constant attention and admiration

Disregard the feelings of others, and have little ability to feel empathy

Have obsessive self-interest

Now, these are just a sampling of those that I feel apply. But I don't know. I'm just pulling it out of my ass.
What I do know is this: Crazies can spot crazies, in fact they attract them.
I once had a pastor and boss (I ran his Christian school) who was a lot like Larry but he was dangerous as well. All the girls in the school would tell me "I don't like it when Pastor Glen puts his hand on my shoulder". That is, of course, not Larry. I want to stress that.
I had a roommate, briefly, who was the antithesis. His obsession was being wonderful and "caring" and vaguely scary.
I dated (very - mercifully - briefly - three weeks total, the last two spent trying to break up) a woman who was waaay out there.
Anyway, my purpose here is certainly not to poke fun. I see Larry in an entirely different light now and regret all the shit I've given him.
What's sad - two things actually - personality disorders are very hard to treat.
I have just chronic depression and anxiety, easily moderated with medication. There aren't drugs for personality disorders.
The other thing is: When your brain isn't working correctly, you don't know it. Everything looks okay from in there. You only notice it (I did) when other aspects of your life start falling apart. Larry's life is going great. Good for him.
But unless someone tells you there' a problem - and you won't believe them - you'll never know.
And another in the gun blog crowd is skirting this: Tam.
Ever notice the posts she titles "Overheard at the...". Invariably, they tell the tale of some brilliant witty rejoinder she came up with. No one else is ever, ever allowed the glory.
Anyway, as I said: Larry, go in peace.
All the best for your life.
Your nemesis, Plow.