People Huddle Together In Doctrinaire Herds, And

I Didn't See Much Besides Melbourne And A Quick Trip Down To The Twelve Apostles, But All The Aussies I Encountered Were Good-spirited And Had A Fine Sense Of Humor.

In Contrast To How My Father Treated Me, I Won't Hit Him, I Won't Call Him Evil, I'll Give Him Affection, And I'll Pay Attention To Him.

Here's An Easy One: "race Is An Entirely Social Construct." No, It's Partially One, Depending On How Any Given Society Seeks To Define It And Its Implications. But There Are Basic Things Such As Skin Color And Hair Texture. Even A Martian Who'd Had No Exposure To Human "social Constructs" Would Be Able To Spot Those Differences. But No Martian, As Hard As He Tried, Could Point At A "culture" Or To "equality." Those Are The Social Constructs. Those Can't Be Measured In The Same Way As Human Dna.

I Was Exposed To Violence While I Was Still In The Womb - My Father Punched My Mother In The Stomach While She Was Pregnant With Me.

I'll Argue Anyone Into The Dust When It Comes To Facts.