The next time I'm walking down the street, looking around and minding my own business, and a loud angry woman buttonholes me for "gawking" at her when I wasn't even looking at her ugly ass but simply looking around at the scenery rather than keeping my head down and eyes pointed at the pavement like every damn guy does at my school does to avoid this shit, then *I* will punch *her* in the throat.
(Don't start an argument with me about why I shouldn't actually punch her in the throat, since I'm not actually going to do it any more than any of you are going to punch Harlan Ellison anywhere. I just like to answer people's empty boasts of escalating violence with my own. It's one of those male dominance things we brutish ugly males do. When we're thirteen.)
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The next time I'm walking down the street, looking around and minding my own business, and a loud angry woman buttonholes me for "gawking" at her when I wasn't even looking at her ugly ass but simply looking around at the scenery rather than keeping my head down and eyes pointed at the pavement like every damn guy does at my school does to avoid this shit, then *I* will punch *her* in the throat.
(Don't start an argument with me about why I shouldn't actually punch her in the throat, since I'm not actually going to do it any more than any of you are going to punch Harlan Ellison anywhere. I just like to answer people's empty boasts of escalating violence with my own. It's one of those male dominance things we brutish ugly males do. When we're thirteen.)