I Come From A Family Of Great

In My Next Life, I Plan To Be A More Respectable Creature. For Now, This Is What Is Given To Us. So I Don't Know - I Think We're All Freaks At Heart. I Think Some People Strive Desperately To Be Normal, And I Think Other People Strive To Be Abnormal.

Defining Men As The Perpetrators Of All Violence Is A Viciously Immoral Judgment Of An Entire Gender. And Defining Women As Inherently Nonviolent Condemns Us To The Equally Restrictive Role Of Sweet, Meek, And Weak.

Sometimes People Go Off In A Slightly Different Direction Of Wanting To Be Different, Of Wanting To Be Special, Of Wanting To Be More, And I Think That Those People Are Often - Not Always, But Often - Genuinely Different In Some Way. Perhaps Their Gender Orientation Is Not Acceptable Or Popular, Not The Norm. Or, Their Physical Design Is Literally, In Some Way, Setting Them Apart. Or, In Many Cases, They Feel The Burden Of Their Ordinariness So Dreadfully That They Strive To Find Some Way Of Being Unique. I Think That Can Be A Very Positive Thing, But It Also Can Be Negative, Destructive.

I Am Here, Come Closer," The Old Donkey Said With Her Eyes. "i Will Mother You.

Asked Why They Wanted To Fight, The Young Women Said They Enjoyed It, Just As Some Men And Boys Do.