Should we ever foster delusion?

[Succubus]

Should we foster delusion?

No, but we should choose our battles. Arguing with a random nutter in a train station isn't one of them.

The guy eventually wandered off and bothered other people with the same question. The funny thing was, EVERY other person nodded and smiled to him. Some people said stuff like 'of course' in a fake cheery voice.

As far as I can see every other person got it right. Nod, smile and back away slowly.

Once we boarded the train, he pointed towards me and told a group of random people that I had refused to pray for him. Suddenly half the train car was glaring at me.

More details please. Are these the same randoms he approached on the platform? How many was half the train car? Half of six is three, half of sixty is thirty.

he pointed towards me and told a group of random people that I had refused to pray for him.

How can you be sure of what he said?
"See that bloke over there with the headphones, he asked me to come back to his house for some sexy fun time".

So, I considered, why is everyone egging him on and supporting his delusions?

See above. You have no idea what this random nutter said.

There are some people, and we all know them, who there is no point arguing with.

How very ingratiating. Why the fuck did you bother in this particular case? Could it be just possible the bloke was a bored wind up merchant?

[True anecdote]
Danny, a friend of mine from years back was a master at fucking with peoples heads. One day prior to the pub session we stopped off at the fag shop and I spotted him pointing  at the sweetie counter. His delivery and timing was perfect.

'Excuse me miss, how much is that Mars Bar?'
The miss, utterly bewildered, replyed, twenty six pence!
After a few moments, Danny with one hand on his waist and the other stroking his chin said. Hmm, ok, I may be back later, I have a few more to look at.
I laughed all the way to the alehouse.

I'm not sure what the point of this story is, but as Danny would say:
"Improve your life, do these things, It is our duty to fuck with peoples heads, make the fuckers think."
Last I herd ten years ago was Danny was down to his last liver. So maybe the
train spotting blaggard was me old pal, reincarnated.