A friend and I were just talking about this… she’s someone who’s stunning… but we were talking about how to us, the world seems so friendly. Like, in our interactions with strangers from wait staff to cashiers, people are just generally nice to us! It’s easy to believe that the world, or at least, our place in it, is a decent place full of generally good people. When we brought in a guy friend of mine, we were shocked to learn what it’s like to “be invisible.”

I think when you dress up and act like a deranged clown, already primed to believe the world is chock full of sadists and bullies, it becomes the perfect self fulfilling prophecy. Paranoia will always find fuel to send itself into orbit. And when you believe the world is generally cruel, and look and talk like a crazy person, you will see exactly what you’re looking for, driving yourself further and further away from society and happiness, and closer and closer to the true social pariahs… those associations you mentioned. I think you’re right. Such a chain of behavior is ultimately self destructive and self terminating.

Jeez… now I feel sad. It’s not exactly comforting to ponder how you dodged a genetic bullet to the brain pan by sheer fucking luck, and how it colored your worldview. There but for the grace of god go I… dressed in a skirt… and demanding to be treated like a pretty princess… *shudders *