As I view it, spending over two years in a cage is far worse than having your face pounded and dealing with a black eye for a week or two.

When you're indiscriminate in allowing people to post, the loudest and emptiest voices invariably drown out everyone else.

When I see two women kissing, my only physical reaction is a strong desire to vomit in both of their mouths.

I've noticed that if you spend ten years without shooting dope, people consider you an ex-junkie, but one never is considered an 'ex-woman-beater.'

Beware of anyone who calls you bad names merely for asking honest questions. Beware of anyone who insists on reframing your sincere curiosity as a character defect. Beware of anyone who questions your motives while ignoring your facts. When someone calls you bad names merely for asking questions, it suggests they know the answer but are terrified to admit it.

One of the greatest pleasures I get from my measly professional career is confusing people.

Nowadays, you suffer the same risks - ostracism, career loss, possible assault - for being perceived as racist that you would have encountered a century ago for daring to question racist ideology.