My parents were young and energetic and part of their most basic message to us was a somewhat unrelenting pursuit of the truth. My father was the moderator, puppeteer, instigator and troublemaker in his orchestrations of his children's nightly verbal three-ring circus. However, only two of the five of us really got the over the top obnoxious fuck factor. I think the point here is that some of this has come through bio-logy and some through the wonders of necessarily imperfect parenting and all the rest of first meeting the greater wide world. Life's a bitch and it creates all kinds of differing reactions to its onslaught.
Screamers are just one more example of that.
The bell curve is hard and at work. Of all the subcultures that make up the greater whole, screamers are only another faction perhaps leaning a bit too far to one side of the chart, but certainly as deserving of empathy as their complementary point on the curve. My intentions are good. This is something very clear to me. I honestly believe that when I'm involved with others in anything in my life, I work very hard to assure mutual satisfaction.