That's Life

I give up. The wave is overwhelming. My petty protestations against fat people and mutilated genitalia are meaningless since those atrocities have been embraced lovingly by the masses. Any lamenting of their prevalence in society is too late and of little consequence.

What's got me thinking this way is a comment I received from an anonymous person, of course, who likely is obese and transgendered and who called me every name in the book (of mean names) for my past criticism of those particular qualities.

So go ahead: Be fat and mutilate yourself if you want. It's none of my business. And to anyone who may have felt insulted by things I have written in the past, well, that's life.