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I'm actually pretty sure we young, white males are most offended by ourselves. We seem to live to offend others, and then we grow up to be older white males, who will clearly be unpleasant because of our entitlement complex. Then, if we have contributed artistically or intellectually during our lifetimes, once we die, we can be excoriated by the world of academia for being Dead White Males.
God, we suck....
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Dull sublunary lovers love,
Whose soul is sense, cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
That thing which elemented it.
(From "A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning" by John Donne)
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