This is why I do not feel the need to prove that what I do is work. I am still livid to have been linked to, the day I finally decided I did not care if it was sinful to enjoy at least a small part of what one does, with a correction: I should not be saying that, because at the present political moment I must show solidarity and help to prove to legislatures that what we do is work.
I am so tired of taking correction from people who, compared to me, are pampered, yet claim to need my support. I will never stand aside for anyone again, no matter how discriminated against she claims to be or how weak and ill and therefore deserving I am told she is.
Years of waiting because someone else is ill or maligned and needs my support, years of apologizing because things come easily to me and I am strong; now practically Nietzchean I resent the weak. I will stamp on the hand of anyone who tries to reach out of their grave and pull me in.
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 
Another powerful and amazing post!!!
I will soon have no space on my wall where I put all your posts that I print out for inspiration. 🙂
Well I am glad you like these posts! I almost don’t post them because I am externalizing decades of anger at the expense of two or three random bloggers who got on my last nerve. This is quite psychoanalytic, though, and my blog is my couch, so since you understand psychoanalysis I guess you would “get” these posts! 🙂
Oh, I totally get it. I use my blog in the same way, and it works!
Your posts are very cathartic to me and I’m sure to many other people, too.
Cathartic, that is the idea. To many other people, that is quite interesting.