Ultimately, I believe in respect though. I'm an annoying hippie
   humanist type. I actually believe in human decency, basic
   civility, a "try not to be too much of an asshole please" as a
   general life-rule. Would I enforce it though? No. Would I be the
   annoying flower-in-the-mouth dress wearing creepy dude who
   hasn't bathed in 2 years who is excessively close talking
   saying, "Come ON guys, why can't we all just get along here? Now
   everybody: GROUP HUGGGGGGGG!"? Yup I would. Born of different
   parents, raised on a commune, Sure, I could be 'that guy'. But
   nope. Raised in NJ. It was better for me. = I went to a hippie
   college - hampshire college - the ultimate hippie college. Had I
   finished, I'd have moved to Oregon and worked on a several
   failed windmill projects and made overdramatized documentaries
   about the plight of the rare triple gendered accidental
   transhuman whose parents decided to mess around with circuitry
   early on and how they're the victims of our technology obsessed
   culture or something. I'm probably the closest thing to an
   almost-true-hippie you'll ever be friends with. I should be shot
   on sight. But I resist the tendencies. I know socialism is bad
   for me and is unsustainable in the long term. I know war is
   purposeful as much of a peace-nik that I want to be. All
   stereotypes laid on, I should be pro-gun control or even
   anti-gun but I know it's part of the american tradition and
   background checks are a joke and it'll never work for the whole
   country in a second. I'm just nice to ppl with guns. It's easy.
   So, I'm a walking contradiction. Name it, I'm a contradiction. I
   should have a vagina too but somehow I'm all male. Nature
   screwed me up there. == Eh, I'm white. I'm male. They can form
   all those groups. Does it affect me? Nope. I'm white. I'm male.
   But, you can start groups too. I'm cool w/that. They wanna say I
   have privledge? They can. You wanna say I don't? You can. I
   don't have to worry about it really. I have glasses. I'm tall. I
   use big words. With some anti-anxiety medicine and some speech
   lessons, I could get on a stage and be a politician or join a
   chamber of commerce or a freemason group and make business
   connections with ease. Walls? Eh, none. Honestly, I'm glad for
   it. Getting out of speeding tickets? Just make buddies with
   someone on the force. Problem solved.* ==