I am a Heartless Bitch because:
- I use my brain for something aside from holding my earbones apart, and will not dumb down my speech or opinions.
- I refuse to encourage the behaviour of whiners, whinge-puppies, and the inexcusably pathetic.
- I do not defer to males in my profession just because they are male -- they need to prove their competence.
- I do not defer to females in my profession just because they are not male -- they also need to prove their competence.
- I believe that everyone does need help and a little sympathy from time to time, but even the Roman Catholic Church knows (finally) that the Earth revolves around the sun -- not around any Professional Victims (tm).
- I don't care what colour a person's skin is, who their parents were, or where they keep their ovaries: decent people are decent people, dumbfucks are dumbfucks, and professional victims are obnoxious.
- I'm non-complaisant in work or in relationships.
- I refuse to conform to societal values to be accepted.
- I will only deal with people and companies who treat me with integrity.
These behaviours tend to piss some people off. These people are the hopeless, the pathetic, or just the milquetoast mammals. I will give extra latitude to people who are timid because I sense they've been denied the chance to get a spine, but people who whine about how much the world owes them are nothing more than oxygen thieves.
If I kept my ovaries on the outside, people would just say "He takes no crap from anyone." Now they just call me "bitch".
Pass the clue-by-four(tm), please. I have a few skulls that need to make its acquaintance.
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