Confusion, it starts with some prick mouthing off. You know he is wrong and so you step up to set him right.
You quickly lay out your argument with finesse and poise, a salvo to baffle and tantalize the mind. When the next thing you know he is arguing the meaning of your words and telling you that you must be crazy for believing all that.
Taken aback but not one to back down you settle in for the fight with an uneducated fool. Laying it down like a well versed poem, you point out his flaws with no gentle repose.
Follow it up with a slap on the head from the education that he's never had. And just when you think you have stumped the buffoon he comes back at you with zest and zeal.
He mutters incoherent inconsistencies and painful one liners galore. Shocked and appalled by his intellectual dishonesty you take a moment to pause and wonder if this guy is sane.
In that moment exclaims "ha! I've got you!" as your blood begins to boil. Resolving to crush him once and for all you lay back in with your next salvo of reason, this time with fire.
And when you are done, spent and worn out he quips that you are just mad because you wish you were right. And with a twist of his wrist and a flick of his finger he turns to walk away.
In that moment you suddenly wonder, what it was that you were arguing over. When in the end he still thought he was right and it was clear he was not.
It was clear wasn't it? It must have been you gave every reasoning argument verbatim. But then why did it feel like he had somehow won? He must be insane or rather undone.