Most Of Those Who Spend Their Lives

I Believe "human Sexuality" Is One Of The Most Ridiculous Aspects Of Being A Human, And Here I Was, Facing Publications Whose Prevailing Editorial Slant Sought To Portray Our Basic Rutting Instincts As Something "ennobling" And "empowering," To Depict Women Who Were Fundamentally Whores And Predominantly Unstable As "sex Workers" And "goddesses."

The Criticism That Has Most Consistently Bothered Me Is The Allegation That I'm A Schlockmeister Whose Only Objective Is To Shock People.

I Don't Think It's Entirely Paranoid To Suspect That One Day, You Won't Be Able To So Much As Question The Primary Tenets Of Anti-racism Without Going To Jail.

"liberating" Is A Gay Word, So Let's Phrase It This Way: I Know Everything About Me And Still Manage To Be Good Friends With Myself, So Nothing Anyone Says That's Truthful About Me Ever Bothers Me.

You Could Paper The Globe With Evidence That There Are Demonstrable Cognitive And Physical Disparities Between What Are Crudely Called Human "races." But You Could Fit All The Evidence Of Innate Equality On Your Pinkie Fingernail With Room To Spare.