If I focus on my
shortcomings, I will inevitably come upon a situation which is absurd and which
predisposes me to failure. Yet when I play to my strengths, I prosper, and
those problems have a way of resolving themselves. This is such a situation.
You are nothing but a
con artist. You learned all the excuses long ago. If you are in the company of
those who do not make them, then you make them FOR them, by creating a
situation so irredeemably dysfunctional that we have no sensible recourse but to
blame you.
If
you don’t wish to accrue hatred, learn to handle criticism. A truth which does
not need to be constantly reconstructed is nothing more than dogma: a quagmire
devoid of currency.
I
could think of innumerable arguments for and against gender fluidity, and not
only will most of them tend to be against it, but all of them will tend to
apply to all people, deriving their relevance from their universality, barring
as a consequence any purely anecdotal appeals to a unique predisposition set against
a “privileged” backdrop. That the evidence I produce on behalf of “conformity”
is so overwhelming says less about my position and more about the facts
themselves, as well as my capacity to fathom these facts.
For many of you, Trump
is the President you Deserve. When have you ever seen the Land that was stolen
from you? How would you identify it? What would you call it? By what archaic
name? Face it: you are a product of this nation, not its predecessors. Your escapist
hatred of the country which produced you is itself a product of that country’s
social engineering. Who are you to tell me I should leave? Who are you to make
your tribal territory great again?
[({Dm.A.A.)}]
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