Is there a stable stable?

So recently (within the last few days) all hell has broken loose at my stable. With all the mud-slingin', finger pointing, backstabbing going on you would think there was a presidential election going on. But no, it is merely a political struggle during which unfortunately two of my best friends were thrown under the bus. (I might add, a location with which I myself am familiar with).

Through the whole charade, I starting thinking about the horse industry and the crazy people that are involved in it. By default, admittedly the sport atracts slightly off people; who else but a neurotic persona would go careening around a cross country course at break neck speed on an animal? However, I don't think the neurosis is the problem. It seems to me that the problem is the obsession and embodiement of the neurosis. The people that dedicate absolutely everything to the idea that THEY above all else are the bestest pony owners/riders/trainers ect. People that have no hobbies or interests to speak of away from the barn, that spend every waking momment asking, "who said what out here?"

I don't know (nor do I care) how said people have so much time for drama in their life, not to mention the energy it takes to operate in that mode. Hell, I gave up. I just want to ride. It's a hard enough sport to be involved with when you take into consideration the time, money, and danger involved. I've already almost died from this crazy sport and now I am watching everyone I rode with have the joy a horses soft muzzle can offer taken away from them.... My only comment at this point is, "lame".