I Write To Please Myself.

The Idea That The Reader Is Important Enough To Me That I'd Tailor My Words To Either Please Or Offend Them Always Seems Amusingly Alien To Me.

Society's Only Real 'progressives' Are The Deviants And Mutants. Look At Evolution - Fish Who Didn't Deviate Never Became Amphibians; Frogs Who Didn't Mutate Never Became Reptiles; Conformist Snakes Never Became Mammals , Etc. Normal Humans Will Remain Humans, And They'll Be Subjugated By The Digital Monsters Of The Next Few Millenia.

One Of The Greatest Pleasures I Get From My Measly Professional Career Is Confusing People. "wait - He Beats Women And Seems Like A Nazi, But He Has Impeccable Grammar And Keen Reasoning Skills And Sings Country Music And Can, From Time To Time, Say Or Do Something Really Funny?" It Absolutely Doesn't Compute For Them. I Enjoy That Immensely.

I Prefer For A Woman's Most Private Of Areas To Have As Much Hair As Carlos Santana's Entire Band, Head To Toe, Circa 1972.

Hatred Is The Air I Breathe. It Permeates Every Cell In My Body.