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<P align=center><tt><font color="#B5004A">YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?</font></tt></font></p>
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<font size="5">Everyone</font><font size="4"> wants to know why I am so bitter. </font> They call me rude names, such
as "antagonistic" and "hostile," even though I can come off as pretty
floozy, even dippy, on face to face meeting. Hell, I am even known to wear
floral polyester lounge minidresses and put weird cutesie things in my hair.
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Nonetheless, bitterness is a quality that no lounge mini or platform plastic
shoes can hide. The bottom line is yes, I am bitter. And, indeed,
sometimes I am even antagonistic and hostile.
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But none of this is my fault. It is this shitty, cruel, and utterly unjust
world that creates my rage. So, go ahead and point your finger at me ­
telling me I am uncouth, or impolite, or stubborn, or closed-minded, or
abrasive, or antagonistic, or hostile. I will merely point my finger at all
the things that you ­ yes you, non-gentle reader ­ in all probability take
part in enforcing.
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<font size="5">I am merely doing my small part in refusing to contribute to the tyranny of
unexplained unfairness we call this world.
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By setting myself apart from these practices and beliefs, I risk being
strewn aside as an outcast, ostracized from mainstream society at large,
banished to an existence of loneliness. That might sound bad, but what do I
get if I conform? Society's shallow acceptance, respect from people I do
not respect myself, money, and, ­ oh, joy! ­ the prospect of Big Dick.
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But I would rather be Big-Dickless, and alone, and ostracized, and treated
with contempt, yet still be able to look myself in the mirror, than I would
like to conform for the sake of getting along.
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<font size="6">Fuck it. </font> <font size="4">There are so few people actually willing and eager to vocally
question everything ­ much less authority ­ and much less female people ­
that I might as well put myself out on the line, as long as no one else is. </font>
I mean, someone has to balance out the extremism on the other side; the
extremism that is so pervasive that it is viewed as mainstream.
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I really do not need or want your barbies, or your fashion shows, or your
"Mad About You," or your so-called Bill of (white men's) Rights," or your
hypocritical corrupt politicians, or your anti-sex anti-woman laws, or your
fascist history texts, or your contrived capitalistic democracies.
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All I want is a feeling of intellectual honesty. And, so far, I am
achieving my goal. Are you?
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<FONT SIZE="4" face="arial,helvetica"><b>What makes <a href="post/index.html" target="_top">you</a> bitter?</b></font>
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