Spiritual Guidance: In defense (or condemnation) of Dispersion

I have this recurring vision of a grand council of shadow priests. We sit around a gigantic conference table in a dark, shadowy dungeon somewhere. We talk shop and strategy. We share recipes for roast gnome. We discuss our plans to conquer the world.
Then some joker mentions Dispersion, and the whole damn thing falls apart.
An epic fistfight breaks out. And the haters wind up using Dispersion to soak up the blows. Hypocrites!"It's a waste of a 31-point talent! We're being screwed!"
"Sit down, jerk, Dispersion is just fine!"
Now that we know Dispersion is firmly set as our 31-point talent in Cataclysm, some old wounds are getting reopened. A lot of priests were never truly sold on Dispersion when it was first introduced, and while it's slowly gained acceptance (and more usefulness -- remember when it was garbage in Ulduar?), emotions still run high. A contingent of shadow priests loves the utility of the ability and the lore behind it. A contingent despises it for eating up the slot of some mythical perfect ability that's yet to be designed.
It's the shadow priest equivalent of Roe v. Wade. And we're going to jump right in the middle of it after the break.
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