If watching Dances with Wolves doesn't make you hate yourself for being white, there is something fucking wrong with you. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of my pale ass and I think "Damn, for sure some of my ancestors were probably horrible human beings." Just the men though, that's a comforting thought.
Today and everyday... so glad I'm not a man. I mean, vulnerable genitals, raging testosterone fueled feelings, legacy of oppression and villainy. Whew. I dodged a totally arbitrary bullet.
ReplyDeleteI hate myself.
ReplyDeleteI love men, though.