I don't like labels. I don't enjoy scraping the brand off of my forehead. I don't relish being put into a disembodied box, existing only in ignorant void. I don't appreciate oversensitive a******s that try to speak for me. I don't fancy being dehumanized. I don't dig the misdirected hostility and animosity. I don't savor the closemindedness masquerading as an open door policy. I don't delight in being placed and forgotten upon a shelf. I don't love you because you deserve it, I love you because love is Universal, boundless and needed more now than ever. I don't want to see humanity whither away like so many dinosaurs. Like so many dinosaurs because we
are so many dinosaurs - staring mouth agape in disbelief at the obvious future, but preferring to browbeat one another with identity politics...it's an absolutely sickening kind of madness. Like telling a freezing homeless man how great he has it, as you sip starbucks and saunter back to your warm home; to blog about how you showed the patriarchy today.
You. Make. Me. Sick. But at least you're on your way out, like so many dinosaurs.