What an interesting conflict -- dying to fit in, to be warmed at the edges of some agreeable social fire, and then realizing that no matter how hard anyone might try to fit in, there is some element that simply does not fit in and, more, rebels at the notion.
How wonderful to be holy ... as the unholy refuses to be stilled.
How wonderful to be expert ... as the inept and uninformed remain unstilled.
How wonderful to applaud where the applause is deafening ... as the catcalls wait patiently in some shadowed corner.
And how annoying it is, after all the religionizing and philosophizing and beard-stroking and heart-felt emoting to realize that a stupid T-shirt wraps up the case without ever breaking a sweat:
"You're unique ... just like everyone else."