I’ll see your vegan feminist organic fair trade vertically farmed locally sourced free range kale and raise you one nuke a godless communist gay baby seal for Christ. Whether driven in frenetic asceticism or buzzed in actinic economics everybody seems pissed off in these days of judgment. There are two kinds of triggers. You’ve been warned. Now, go ahead and pull one — I dare you.
I get annoyed by holier-than-thous of any stripe. I can be one at times. Or most of the time. Anyway, hollering on about whatever type of fundamentalism you choose isn’t productive. The more we preach the less we listen. If you’re gonna holler though, you might as well piss off everyone and take the bullet.