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For a variety of reasons, I find that my tolerance for stupidity and ignorance on certain subjects have waned greatly. My willingness to fling myself headfirst into potential flame wars, on the other hand, is proportional to my pain level. In other words, its at an all-time high.

This would certainly explain my overwhelming urge to get into arguments on Twitter with semi-famous boytoy bassists.

What a lot of people don't seem to 'get' is that if I'm willing to argue, it will be about something that has a direct effect on my life. It will not be about a theoretical issue. It will be a stupid, young male seeing a documentary, and immediately deciding that he is an expert in why children should never, ever be given antidepressants or indeed, any pharmacological intervention.

Why is this not an 'issue?'. 20 years of unmedicated anxiety and depression. 10 years of suicidal thoughts, ideation, behaviors and attempts. An academic career trashed. From honor roll to GED in 5 years.

Other 'issues' certain to turn me into the verbal equivalent of a honey badger:

Gay rights
Gay marriage (if you've missed the giant honking clues, I'm a big old dyke)
Fat acceptance (yes, anonymous, I do fucking eat my feelings.)
Patient rights and advocation
Mental health issues
Chronic pain issues
Anything relating to my wife, Nilchance.
Women's rights
Victim's rights
Racial equality

I will not accept any of the above in the people I interact with. If you feel this is a problem, I'm sorry.