I was in a relationship with a cripple when I was 18. She had a damaged spine and couldn't even feel her legs. We split up after a couple of months, because she was a manipulative bitch, but that's another story. I'm fairly certain a large chunk of how she became such a manipulative bitch was due to how she was treated by people addressing her "politically correct" and then pretending she was never there, cause it was uncomfortable for them. It was her natural reaction, she wanted things too, and she had only one way to get them. Manipulate her way to them. Use her sharp brain. Makes me wonder how much better things would've been for her, if people actually -saw- her there, instead of turning a blind eye. She wouldn't have grown up like that, and that sharp brain would've had much better use instead of trying to snatch what she can, like a vulture, because that's how she was tossed aside as.

Words are sounds to carry a message. That message depends both on the transmitter and on the recipient. I can splurt out a bunch of greek words to you, words "with meaning", "beautiful" words, "extremely offensive" words. Will you feel offended by a word you don't know? No. Why? Because you don't give a meaning to it, as a recipient, no matter how much meaning I may give to it as a transmitter.

So many times I've been sitting on my pc, with a smile on my face, good or neutral mood, discussing about something and receiving a bitter offended reaction. Because it's text. Because the recipient -felt- insulted/attacked.. when in fact I hadn't lifted a finger to insult/attack them. No, I generally don't feel I should be apologetic for that kind of "insult". The recipient chose to interprete my words in a way so to be insulted, that's none of my god damn problem.

I can call you a "lovely chap" in a very very sarcastic way, so bitterly and acidly that you will feel your stomach knot. I can call you a "retard" and receive a pat and a hug, or a pint of beer. Words, words, words. They are worth shit, without the intent and the recipient. I wonder how many millenia will go by till mankind figures it out. Then again, maybe we already have, just.. refuse to face it (once again).

I really couldn't care less if someone dislikes my opinion. If that's the case, I probably dislike theirs too, so it's all cool. ;)

Nowadays, this has been purged from the vocabulary. The expression, that is, not the deed. Nobody would ever say such a violent thing anymore, yet the deed, rare back then, is now commonplace. Go figure.