Cause-ist Labeling - AKA Stop Proving My Point About Double Standards
This isn’t going to be one of those comfortable, witty, “how to stock your dungeon and make soup” rants. This is going to be one of those gritty, uncomfortable, I-keep-looking-over-my-shoulder-while-reading-this rants. So feel free to close it now. Or to save it for a later time. Won’t offend me a’tall, my darlings. If you’re reading this, then you’re already familiar with my rants. Because, really, why in God’s name would you read something I wrote otherwise? So I’ll spare most of the apologies aside from this: You’re not gonna like parts of this. This Rant is a bit like going off to war – some of you ain’t gonna make it to the end, and we won’t be speaking again. There is a bat. A club. A large, crude, oaken and vile thing that hangs in the closets of many “modern” Americans. It is the “cause”-ist bat. The labeling bat. The baseball bat used by the masses to marginalize, dismiss and silence anyone who dares speak agains