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[textualdeviance]

Why do people always bitch about how their "free speech" or whatever rights are being trampled on when they're not allowed to hurt other people or are reprimanded for doing so?

Where the hell do people get the idea that they're entitled to be rude, mean and nasty to others, and if the object of their rudeness complains, they're just "whining"?

Jesus. The amount of self-centered little pricks who think everyone else is beneath them never ceases to amaze me. Since when is it a bad thing to be respectful and compassionate toward others?

I blame Bush. He made it legitimate to beat up other people just because he didn't like how they looked.

Which reminds me...



The next time I have to listen to someone who has never experienced discrimination tell me I'm just being paranoid for recognizing that discrimination exists, I do believe I will go postal.

Clue, darling: Unless you know what it feels like to realize that there are millions of people in the world who want to see you in jail, abused or even dead simply because of how you look, the language you speak, where your ancestors were born or the people you fall in love with, STFU. And yes, this also goes for privileged white girls who grew up in a post-feminist era and have never had to worry about not being able to get a job, an apartment, credit or an education because they have a cunt.

It's NOT all in our heads, thanks. There are examples of hatred, discrimination and violence every. single. day. against people I share traits with, and people who share traits with people I love. Just because you stick your fingers in your ears and try to pretend those things don't exist doesn't make them go away.

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[thefirstalicat.livejournal.com]

I encountered an example just this morning; while standing in line to pick up freshly made bagels, a couple with a one-year-old child were right in front of me, and the little girl was playing with/pulling on the refrigerator doors (and could easily have hurt herself doing so). I happened to need to get to the lox in the fridge and waited for them to move the girl away so I could do so. I was not saying anything, just waiting, when suddenly the father turns around, sees me there and starts *lecturing* me about how I "should" be more patient and "should" focus on the "important things in life," etc. etc. And I'd not said a word to the man, not sighed impatiently, not done anything at all! Grrrr.....