He Who Trades His Identity For Money

I'm Still An Obsessive Personality, And I Still Think I'm Right, And I Still Believe My Literary Balls Hang Far Lower Than Nearly Anyone Else's Alive.

You Could Paper The Globe With Evidence That There Are Demonstrable Cognitive And Physical Disparities Between What Are Crudely Called Human "races." But You Could Fit All The Evidence Of Innate Equality On Your Pinkie Fingernail With Room To Spare.

I Believe That To Some Degree There Are Situational And Psychological Laws Of Cause-and-effect, But I Don't Believe There's Some Über-soul Who Doles Out "justice."

I Still Partially Suffer From The Delusion That If You Explain Things Logically And Systematically, Most People Will Abandon Their Emotional Prejudices And Respond To Logic. But I Don't Suffer From That Delusion As Wholeheartedly As I Did In The Past. So If There's A Fundamental Difference, It's That I've Accepted The Fact That Most Imbeciles Will Never 'get' Me And I Shouldn't Allow Myself To Get So Upset About It.

I'll Hit Anyone Who's Seriously Threatening My Life... That's What Happened, And That's What Sent Me To Prison.