I survived my childhood by birthing many separate identities to stand in for one another in times of great stress and fear.

I will outlaw bullshit. After the passage of this law the patriarchy will inevitably start to crumble as will the concept of war itself which is largely a large load of bullshit.

I try to tell people to keep having hope. It's always what you don't know and don't expect that's gonna be so great.

Humanity is a failed experiment, but I think I'm God and I'd like to start over. I don't want to die, I just want everyone else to. I certainly would not be lonely. It would be exciting never having to listen to another person again but just my own self droning on and on. That's why I write a blog. And I read it, too.

Women are cursed, and men are the proof.

My daughter made me a Jerry Springer-watching kit, with crackers, Cheez Whiz, polyester stretch pants and a T-shirt with two fat women fighting over a skinny guy.

Most of the books call Her a He, but I am able to ascertain what is meant, despite that semantic error.