White privilege is being able to say that someone who owned people and likely de facto raped them wasn't a monster.

It's obvious that there's a racist component to Islamophobia. It's mostly just another excuse to hate brown and black people, especially when you consider that so many victims of Islamophobia in the U.S. aren't even Muslim.

It's hard to imagine a real Muslim bombing and killing people during the second holiest Islamic city during an Islamic holy month right after he'd been offered breakfast by fellow Muslims.

The U.S. has never needed religious reasons for murdering indigenous people and killing people in other countries. So I kind of suspect it's not necessarily religion that promotes mass murder and I don't think anyone in the U.S. has the moral high ground here.¹

To me, the smell of a Bovie searing tissue is more disturbing intellectually than it is viscerally. It's the bacterial odors that incite involuntary disgust in me. Opening up abscesses—many of which I've done in a totally outpatient setting—have made me instantaneously nauseated. The stench of Pseudomonas and of Staph are instantly recognizable to me. I'm gagging just thinking about it.

It's kind of hilarious how I can freely give people life advice that I'm too cowardly to follow myself.

A safe landing. It’s not as bad to be here as I thought.

My dog won’t let me go to sleep.

I know what everyone else wants, but I can never figure it out for yself. Typical melodrama of course, but you've got to add some spice to life. Too early to give any useful details away anyway. Got to find a proper way of exposition.