I wasn't going to write anything at first. I think most of us being attacked here understand that ignoring the attack is the best way to conter-attack. But I'm putting myself out here once again.
I was a bit angry, for 5 minutes, because of your unjustified assumptions and disgusting simile. Then I was OK, not because I agreed to what you've accused us, but I think I understand where your anger comes from: feeling like an outsider. When I first came to Canada, I didn't speak the language; I dressed so differently from most of the kids in my class; and I always carried a thick English-Chinese dictionnary with me. It made me the center of attention in a rather conservative school in a small Quebec city. I didn't like that feeling, I wanted so much to fit in, to be like everyone else, to laugh at the teacher's jokes, to sing along with the girls who were madly in love with New Kids on the Block (they were the most popular musical group in 1989-90). In fact for all these years while I'm growing up in Canada, I wanted to fit in, but never could, until I met my husband. Then I realized I didn't have to fit into something that's not mine in the first place. I found my place, and I made peace with myself and everyone/everything I was angry with.
You are probably scoffing as of now, but let me tell you something buddy, you do have a choice, you have a choice to live your life happily or die an angry man. While all of the above might be just junk for you, I sincerely wish you'd join this small group of friends here, and I'm sure that in no time you'll find your true place and hopefully you won't feel like an outsider anymore.
