we were just talking bout shame, depression, doubt. how do we face shame in a shameless society. you know the shameless gone shame you. where does shame come from. it's learned from society, from what we can't face. it becomes the face with which we face ourselves when we turn in from the sad sick society.
i drank for decades for shame and shame out drank me. it would be easier to overcome society than shame. but we choose shame, for we are the hapless, we are the chosen. 
does this add up? it's not quite what i wanted to say. it kind of said itself. like shame. somebody in there is talking talking talking all the time. even when they're smiling for posterity it's written on the face.