A Tribute If You Will...

I have a best good friend who has been going through some things and as a result, must attend Group Therapy sessions. Because my mind is completely warped, I liken this to a Simpsons episode...the one where Marge gets the SUV and gets Road Rage and has to go to classes to be a courteous driver. Chief Wiggum then gives the following speech....

"Okay, I assume you all know why you're here. That's right, you're all angry, sick people. But, over these next eight hours, you will be broken down to the level of infants, then rebuilt as functional members of society, then broken down again, then lunch, then, if there's time, rebuilt once more."

Does that not ring true for Group Therapy? is Group not a room full of angry and sometimes sick people all with various sundry issues? that go in for a couple of hours as mostly functioning adults, and are then broken down to the level of a child after sharing their innermost secrets and issues and fears, and are then built back up with just enough positive reinforcement to make it through to the next session and so on and so forth until they are finally rebuilt as functioning, coaping members of society? I certainly think so. Ahhh....Chief Wiggum...so much wisdom, such stubby legs. So hang in there T-Bone! you rule...and just remember, There will ALWAYS be at least one other person there who is more f*%ked up.