Roxy Music 'Siren' vs 'Oh No, It's Devo'

Do you ever feel that everybody in the world is just taking, taking, taking from you and giving NOTHING back? That ppl have all the time in the world to boo fucking hoo over every tiny non-problem their cosy little circles of stupidity can appropriate from daytime TV, while your REAL problems attract no response but finger-wagging and derision and told-you-so's and maybe-you-should-get-real's and after-how-you've-treated-ppl's etc?

Do you ever find yourself so consumed with pain and incomprehension at the ease with which you are so regularly made to feel disposable that you start to develop elaborate theories to attempt to explain other ppl's behavior as a last resort to stave off insanity? Do you begin to suspect that even conceiving of these theories may be a route to madness as well? Is the only reason you can see for avoiding 'madness' the fact that your breakdown will reinforce the correctness of how everybody else appears to regard you anyway?

Do ppl treat you like a child, or a mental patient, or somebody with Alzheimer's, or somebody who's been publicly humiliated (an event they aren't slow to reveal a hint of satisfaction from)? Do their eyes drift off into faraway land and their mouths drift toward their phones (no matter who they're calling, it's in that panicked 'Hello? Security?') the exact instant you reveal anything that could possibly be construed as a) a 'personal revelation' b) an appeal for assistance of any nature? Are the ppl who treat you in this way the same ppl who on other occasions accuse you of being cold and superficial? Are you becoming ever more certain that the only reason anybody speaks to you at all is to confirm their own prejudices and they only speak to *you* because you're so weak and insubstantial that *they're* guaranteed a captive audience cuz you're so needy of companionship? And that if you deviate from the script you've been so charitably given then you get rudely reminded of everybody else's higher priority in the great chain of being than yours, and how 'putting you in your place' has become an established discipline with it's own academy and techniques and craft which has been distributed free of charge by official channels to everybody in the world except you?
Do you ever get sick and tired and thoroughly fucked-off and homicidally violent when ppl tell you to stop using broad generalisations all the time? And do you want to respond, "I am completely and totally alone now. The last bridges have been dynamited long ago in a fit of pique because it was bad enough that it was all one-way traffic in the first place but when you all started charging me an automatic toll every time I crossed over to your side that was the last fuckin' straw. You ARE all the same, and it's obviously not very important to you to attempt to prove otherwise. If you cannot help me then please leave me be. Goodbye."