We’re all prejudice towards at least one group of people. It may be Mexicans, gays, clowns, cripples, and/or cat-lovers. And, Journal, don’t bat your eyelashes at me and say ‘But I love everybody,’ because it’s bullshit, and you know it. If you’ve made it this far in life without rolling your eyes, huffing an exasperated sigh, and making the general statement, “I can’t stand [foreign customer service representatives/fast food cashiers/Walmart shoppers/Kardashians],” then I’ll stop choosing to be gay. It’s only fair as we’ll both be claiming something that is not true.
Before the outrage commences, please note that there are two categories of prejudice: prejudice against people who can’t change who they are (geriatrics, gays, people of a different race/ethnicity), and people who can (Christians, men with hair buns, bronies). I, in this missive, am addressing the latter. I completely agree that ridiculing and oppressing people who can’t change who they are is as ignorant and futile as demanding cats to stop scratching the arms of my new chair. This is why I reserve all of my discriminatory remarks for the latter type because I believe that, under the assumption that we’re all driven to be liked and appreciated, doing so helps these degenerates strive to be better people. After all, social media has proven that vying for the approval and appreciation of another is the new meaning of life.
I don’t mind announcing my prejudices because they’re not my fault. Like you, I acquired this mentality through family interaction, enduring negative experiences, and surrounding myself with snobbish peers, and no amount of self-righteous Facebook posts are capable of deprogramming a bigoted brain (so please stop; we really don’t care if you got mad watching that video of the fast food employee who doused a seemingly homeless man with a cup of water after luring it to the drive through window with a burger even though this seemingly homeless man could very well have been the richest man in town and just fashionably and hygienically challenged – who’s prejudice now).
My personal prejudices are the result of either arrogance (mommy bloggers, poor people, country music lovers, political pundits, and midgets) or fear (religious zealots, dentists, and midgets). However, today I want to address the latter, specifically dentists. Some people are racist, some are sexist; I’m dentist…ist.