One Of The Greatest Pleasures I Get

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.

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.

I Don't Think It's Entirely Paranoid To Suspect That One Day, You Won't Be Able To So Much As Question The Primary Tenets Of Anti-racism Without Going To Jail.

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.

Homosexuality Is Genetically Hardwired But Race And Gender Are Only Ideas. Ok. Just Trying To Keep Up.