Does being racist by defending racist ideas benefit you at all in life, or are you the type who needs someone lesser than you to kick down so you can feel better?
Do you know what the word is for someone that sees racism in every comment, despite the fact that there wasn’t any there, but the comment was written by a white person therefore it must be racist?
Do you know what the word is for someone who tries to turn a situation around to make their accuser look like the bad guy because they know they were caught doing something wrong and don’t want to be held accountable for their actions?
The irony of you telling someone to get a life when you are spending your time throwing around completely unrelated insults online instead of actually participating in a discussion is really just a cherry on top of the bigot sunday that is your life.
The irony of you wasting your time and energy on this Earth throwing a temper tantrum because you don’t like the fact that you got shoved off of your moral high ground is the chocolate syrup on the bigoted, holier-than-thou, self-assured bigot sundae – and it’s spelled with an e, not a y – that is your life.
Does being racist by defending racist ideas benefit you at all in life, or are you the type who needs someone lesser than you to kick down so you can feel better?
Get a life.
What a sad, pathetic little existence you must have. Blocked.
Do you know what the word is for someone that sees racism in every comment, despite the fact that there wasn’t any there, but the comment was written by a white person therefore it must be racist?
A racist. That’s you, old chap.
Do you know what the word is for someone who tries to turn a situation around to make their accuser look like the bad guy because they know they were caught doing something wrong and don’t want to be held accountable for their actions?
A victim. That’s you, old chap.
Yes, I am a victim of your racism. You hate me because of the assumptions you’ve made.
Know what the word for that is? A cunt, old bean
The irony of you telling someone to get a life when you are spending your time throwing around completely unrelated insults online instead of actually participating in a discussion is really just a cherry on top of the bigot sunday that is your life.
The irony of you wasting your time and energy on this Earth throwing a temper tantrum because you don’t like the fact that you got shoved off of your moral high ground is the chocolate syrup on the bigoted, holier-than-thou, self-assured bigot sundae – and it’s spelled with an e, not a y – that is your life.
It’s Friday. Go outside. Touch grass.
Get. A. Life.