I'm male, Caucasian, middle class. My parents were normal, vanilla folks. I have a few siblings. I went to public school, pulling higher grades with ease and relative disinterest. I didn't really gel with most of the other kids; I found them boring, they found me weird. My contempt for the average person grew with age, never seizing control like some emo dip(*)(*)(*)(*), but simmering in the back of my head. When some (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*) who could barely read got hurt, I probably laughed. When some stuck up scank got harpies, I probably smiled. I got along well with my teachers; I wasn't a preening (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*) like many of my peers, I at least showed vague interest in learning and perhaps my teachers sensed and picked up on my general contempt for others in my class. This trend continued into collage. It's a bit of an exaggeration to say I hate women; I don't, after all, enjoy the socializing game. I'm no Don Juan, either. I long ago behan to think of women as disappointingly petty, but I still hope to encounter someone interesting at some point. I enjoy being anonymous, it's a release form the real world. No anonymous has an identity. No Anonymous is a preening (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*). Anonymous realizes that he's just another guy (*)(*)(*)(*)ing around on the internet. Anonymous realizes others of his kind enjoy this fact, too. I despise the furfag, the giafag and the internet tuff guy for one simple reason: he acts like the internet is the real world, a place where actions should have social consequences and where there needs to be a pecking order. Needless to say, I do not approve.
