I love when righteous indignation hides behind anonymity. You poor, poor boy. You are beyond wrong, and that you cannot see why, that you cannot see how the made-up data you cite itself is part of the problem, is part of the bias, only makes me pity you.
You’re a coward.
You’re exactly the problem I’m describing.
And you have no leg to stand on. I am tired of you, I am tired of your type.
Good luck with what I am sure will be a long and miserable life.
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