My Hatred Is A Thousand Times More

It Amazes Me That Some People Who Ordinarily Can Recognize Autocratic Bullying, Tacky Sloganeering, And - Especially - Camp Value Are Unable To Spot It In This Hate Scare That Grips The Western World.

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.

Plenty Of People Have Bad Divorces, But Few Of Them End Up With Cancer, Imprisonment, And Public Scorn. In The Dark, Rolling, Treacherous Wake Of That Sunken Ship, The Last Thing I Sought Was A "relationship" Or, Heaven Forbid, Marriage.

Unlike The Vast Majority Of People, I've Been Locked In A Box Like An Animal And I've Also Been On The Receiving End Of Bloody Thrashings, So I Feel Uniquely Qualified To Judge Which Is Worse.

The Idea Of "karma" Reeks Of Primitive Religious Superstition, So I Don't Place A Lot Of Stock In It.