There's A Reason The Third World Came

One Of The Greatest Pleasures I Get From My Measly Professional Career Is Confusing People.

The Criticism That Has Most Consistently Bothered Me Is The Allegation That I'm A Schlockmeister Whose Only Objective Is To Shock People.

I'm Still An Obsessive Personality, And I Still Think I'm Right, And I Still Believe My Literary Balls Hang Far Lower Than Nearly Anyone Else's Alive.

I Can't Tell You How Many Times People - Through The Anonymity And Safety Of The Internet, Of Course - Have Told Me 'you Beat Women' As If It Was An Ongoing, Daily Thing. The Only Person Ever Brave Enough To Say It To My Face Quickly Surrendered His Courage When I Said, 'would You Like To Step Outside And See If I Can Beat Men, Too?'

The Average Human's Fundamental Project Is To Find Someone Else To Blame For Their Problems.