I'm weird. I'm blind. You question every little thing. 'Who would do that? Maybe you're not capable of something I feel is ordinary.' Having opinions is one thing. Being insulting is another.
This is the second time I've tried to engage you in a pleasant (albeit a little unusual) conversation. Apparently, I'm not the only one who thinks this, too - you've got to mellow out a little before someone here shoots you out into space. For your own good!