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May 21, 2007
I hate my background. I hate my family. I hate the gutlessness of them. I can’t stop myself from thinking: you’re dumb, you’re just not smart enough, you just can’t cut it. You’re the kind of people I make an annual charity donation for.

God, what do we do about dumb, stupid people? What do we do about them? They’re always with us, like the poor, yet they’re so much more intrinsically offensive than the poor. You can be poor for all sorts of reasons. You might be a genius and be poor. But Christ, if you’re stupid, you’re stupid.