I believe in being respectful of others–their race, religion, social status, body type, fashion sense, gender, sexual orientation. It’s when I am met with unprovoked or uninvited opposition of my own beliefs that I take issue with a group or individual. I will put a Jehovah’s Witness in my car and drive them to school if they attempt to engage me in conversation designed to convert me; chew a new asshole for a bigot who questions my moral integrity because I write for an LGBT magazine; throw shade black as pitch at a bitch who says I don’t dress “my age.” It’s not a motherfucker’s business to vocalize their judgment of me because I’m a white, middle class, non-practicing Catholic straight woman who smells like sandalwood, and wears concert t-shirts and bell bottom jeans. So why is it so damn skippy for my fellow humans to be judged, and in too may situations, persecuted?
As long as a person living a life opposite your ideals is not causing real harm, mind your own fucking business. Embrace body positivity. Refrain from publicly shaming customers using an EBT card to pay for their groceries. Let people celebrate their religion in peace. Respect women. Respect men. Stop the disparagement of those members of the LGBT community. Don’t be a fucking racist, for fuck’s sake.
And just for good measure, don’t be a dickhead big game hunter. You’re not fancy. You’re a fucking pussy with too much money, contributing to the obliteration of Earth’s greatest, purest beings.