rage the fourth
Where it took place: in my residence hall
What set me off: moral superiority, misogyny, homophobia
Will,
You're an RA in my residence hall, and I would like to say that you are a charming, well-spoken, sensitive gentleman who genuinely cares about the residents and that you are accepting of beliefs that contradict your own.
I would like to say this, but then I'd be a liar.
I would like to say that the three hours that I spent discussing various matters of faith with you were fulfilling and enlightening, and that I walked away from them with a deeper understanding of the divine.
I would like to say this, really I would. But I'd be lying then, too.
But the truth of the matter is, you are about as charming as a rattlesnake. No, scratch that, the rattler is as it was made; you're about as charming as a snake-oil peddler. The charm is there, but it's a veneer over your dark and ugly lies. You aren't well-spoken; you rant and ramble, repeat yourself, and you don't listen to opposing opinions at all. You're possibly the most misogynistic and homophobic human being who's ever had the nerve to try and convert me, and that's truly saying something right there. And when you found out that I'm gay (as well as seeing that I'm a woman), you stopped treating me like a human being and started treating me like a misguided and evil sinner. The three hours I spent trapped in a "discussion" where you rammed your beliefs about the Bible and God down my throat were three of the most miserable hours of my life, because every point I tried to make, you disregarded and bulldozed over me. You made me feel dirtier for being in the same room with you and your toxic beliefs about how women should be subjugated to men in all things, and that homosexuals and other "deviants" (your word, not mine) should be imprisoned or "brought back to the right path of heterosexuality."
I can't possibly convey to you, Will, what you've made me feel, how you made me feel angry and upset, subhuman and unworthy. Because you believe that I AM subhuman and unworthy, so those feelings don't matter to you.
Don't try and smile at me a if your act will fool me--I know what lurks beneath the surface of the mask, and it doesn't see me as person. It sees me as a piece of rotten meat, foul and disgusting and wrong.
And you refuse to see that really, you're the one who's rotten inside, eaten up by your prejudice and supposed morality.
No love,
Me.
(x-posted to queer_rage and feminist_rage)
What set me off: moral superiority, misogyny, homophobia
Will,
You're an RA in my residence hall, and I would like to say that you are a charming, well-spoken, sensitive gentleman who genuinely cares about the residents and that you are accepting of beliefs that contradict your own.
I would like to say this, but then I'd be a liar.
I would like to say that the three hours that I spent discussing various matters of faith with you were fulfilling and enlightening, and that I walked away from them with a deeper understanding of the divine.
I would like to say this, really I would. But I'd be lying then, too.
But the truth of the matter is, you are about as charming as a rattlesnake. No, scratch that, the rattler is as it was made; you're about as charming as a snake-oil peddler. The charm is there, but it's a veneer over your dark and ugly lies. You aren't well-spoken; you rant and ramble, repeat yourself, and you don't listen to opposing opinions at all. You're possibly the most misogynistic and homophobic human being who's ever had the nerve to try and convert me, and that's truly saying something right there. And when you found out that I'm gay (as well as seeing that I'm a woman), you stopped treating me like a human being and started treating me like a misguided and evil sinner. The three hours I spent trapped in a "discussion" where you rammed your beliefs about the Bible and God down my throat were three of the most miserable hours of my life, because every point I tried to make, you disregarded and bulldozed over me. You made me feel dirtier for being in the same room with you and your toxic beliefs about how women should be subjugated to men in all things, and that homosexuals and other "deviants" (your word, not mine) should be imprisoned or "brought back to the right path of heterosexuality."
I can't possibly convey to you, Will, what you've made me feel, how you made me feel angry and upset, subhuman and unworthy. Because you believe that I AM subhuman and unworthy, so those feelings don't matter to you.
Don't try and smile at me a if your act will fool me--I know what lurks beneath the surface of the mask, and it doesn't see me as person. It sees me as a piece of rotten meat, foul and disgusting and wrong.
And you refuse to see that really, you're the one who's rotten inside, eaten up by your prejudice and supposed morality.
No love,
Me.
(x-posted to queer_rage and feminist_rage)