Anti-racist Propaganda Is Relentless And Inescapable, As

A Lot Of People Expend Great Time And Effort Explaining Why They Don't Like Me, But None Of Them Ever Try To Explain Why Their Opinion Should Matter To Me. I Think Most Of Them Sense, But Would Never Be Brave Enough To Admit, Their Subordinate Role In The Food Chain Relative To Me.

I Think That 99% Of The Snipers Who Take Shots At Me From Electronic Foxholes Also Realize They Could Never Withstand The Sort Of Public Disparagement, Nor The Revelation Of So Many Personal Details, That I've Endured For Years And Still Remain As Impenitent, Obnoxious, And Ready To Argue All Critics Into The Dirt As I Am. I Think This Also Jacks Up Their Hatred Level, Because They Realize They'd Never Be So Strong-willed.

"liberating" Is A Gay Word, So Let's Phrase It This Way: I Know Everything About Me And Still Manage To Be Good Friends With Myself, So Nothing Anyone Says That's Truthful About Me Ever Bothers Me.

It Was Simultaneously Refreshing And A Bit Shocking To See How Cavalierly Most Aussies Toss Out Slurs And Insults About Nonwhites.

My Crazy Parents And Those Crazy Catholic Nuns Didn't Do A Good Job Of Forcing Me To Keep The Ten Commandments, But They Kept Me Forever Fixated On The Very Idea Of A Taboo.