I once heard a comedian talking about why he loves New York. He said one of the things he likes abot NY is riding the subway. He likes this because every so often he gets stuck in subway car with some lunatic who is babbling incoherently while jerking himself off. According to this comedian, nothing in your own life could be so screwed up that seeing this guy masterbating in public doen't make you feel like you have your shit totally together.
And so it with the fray. Reading the posts of fray cons is the perfect antidote to self-doubt. The infantile rantings, the bone-headed arguments, the sheer mendacity, the vile bigotry, and the sociopathic foaming at the mouth of knuckle-dragging, mouth-breathing fray cons makes any even marginally adjusted person feel like Aristotle in comparison.
A casual stroll through the lunatic, crackpot gibberings of fray cons is enough to cure any progressive of any self-doubt as to the correctness of his or her perspective.
I imagine that Sarah Palin rallies are the same sort of visiting -the-circus-geek experience. A mob of morons working themselves into a foaming frenzy of imbecility by ritually chanting hate-radio talking points--how can that not make you feel sane and rational by comparison?
So thank you fray cons for reminding the rest of us by your loathsome example just how far from the bottom we really are.