How does one deal with little minds?

The answer is simple. You don't.

Little minds don't understand anything beyond what their cerebral hemispheres can accommodate. There is no point in arguing with them because in their world, in their hand-crafted universe they can never be wrong. For that, growth is impossible. Thus the "little mind."

Little minds toy on the fringes of things that matter but always miss the meat. They dwell on the shallow and adorn their opinions with profanities, lousy artwork, and nursery rhymes--lame, very lame but what would one expect?

I was, for a moment, tempted to deconstruct a written piece by a classic little mind just to point out the loopholes in her logic, and to do some serious writing workshop. But for what?

It will be such a waste of time. Especially now that I have loads of more important things to do, not because I am merely someone who's "gainfully employed", but because I am happily doing what I love to do for a living.

I refuse to condescend to a brain that refuses to grow.

Yes, every time some mindless creep blows second hand smoke to my face I will remember that somewhere out there, some little brain is on the loose, out to defend the likes of the creep. And then I'd be frustrated because of the existence of such dense, blind creatures.

For all it's worth, I'll let the little mind deliver her gibberish. After all, she's the one out to prove something. And the rubbish she comes up with sadly is the only thing her little mind can afford to do.