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There is nothing I hate more than the dominating male. And I honestly mean that. I honestly cannot think of anything I hate more.

What do I mean by the dominating male?

The male who thinks he's the most amazing person in the world.

Males have absolutely no right to have any power over females.

Having a growth in your pants does not grant you any special rights.

You have no right to control others. They are their own person. Your children, you can raise them, of course. But, you can't control what they think. They are their own person. They have emotions, they breathe, they have thoughts. They have beliefs. They may be different than yours. You respect them, just the same way you ******** demand respect from them after you beat them and scream at them for nothing.

Why do you do these things?

You're ******** psychotic. You have no control over yourself. Is something wrong with your head, some way you were raised, that makes you believe you have some great right to be the leader?

You don't hit somebody, beat them, scream at them, then scream and hit them more when they're angry at you. You just ******** screamed at them. You just ******** beat them. Do you seriously think you're worthy of their respect?

Of course you do. You think you're the greatest person ever. You think you have some great intelligence, something that makes you better than everybody else? Is it your p***s, your large biceps, your louder than ******** muffler on your car? Are these things used to fill some void in your heart? Does your abuse fill the void in your heart? It gives you power. It gives you some sense of power. Well, you know what? You just ******** over the next generation. They're going to have the void you created with your constant bullshit, and they'll need to find a way to fill it.

You look so happy in front of your friends. You act so polite to your children and your wife. You act like a happy person. You fool your friends, giving them the false belief that you are a great person. After all, behind those fake smiles, what else lies? Gaze into their eyes, you'll truly see it.

You make all of these excuses as to why you can't make excuses. "I don't care if you're having a heart attack, keep working." Your unrealistic expectations of others again creates the void. What can fill it? I'm not good enough, maybe my possessions will make me feel better. Me having power, my domain. Being overly-powerful over my family. Yeah, that'll make me happy.

Every day, you degrade your family, telling them everything that's wrong with them. "Oh, you look ugly." "Oh, look at that GIANT zig!" "Somebody's a** is getting big." "NO, DON'T ******** DO THAT, ONLY GAY PEOPLE DO THAT." The last one brings up a point. It makes the person claim they're gay, just so they'll be free of the constant torture. Like the people who pick up smoking just so they can get breaks from work.

People are humans. Not slaves. You are a human. Not a divine god. Not a ruler. If anything, you're the least competent to lead. You're a crusader. You go about, practically killing those you deem opposing to your goals, violently trying to make people the same as you, your clones, your servants, your mindless drones. And, when people turn on you, call you on your s**t, what do you do then? You're a martyr. You argue so hard to make yourself seem the better, the holy, the righteous. You never see the error in your ways. You think you're perfect, in every degree imaginable. You think you are the most amazing person alive.

But, what are you?

You are scum. You are what has made me lose faith in humanity. You are what makes me hate being male. I have all of these ideas on how I should act. I need to have the wife take my last name.

Taking the last name? I resent that. Having your wife take your last name is a sign that you're full of s**t. To press for it, to want her to do it, what does that mean? Ah, yes. It means you want her to lose her identity, to become your property, your slave. To rid her of who she is, to replace it with slavery.

I'm supposed to act masculine. I'm supposed to watch football and drink beer and get some fancy imported car and have short hair and do this and that and all this ******** s**t. Well, guess what. I don't believe in gender roles. So what if you have something in your pants? You are yourself. Your body does not dictate who you really are. It's all in the mind. Society says to act like this, act like that. ******** society. They're just shoving their beliefs down your throat, trying to drown and suffocate you in their intolerant bullshit.

If you took the time to read all of this, thank you very much. I'm just in a really furious mood right now, and I had to get it out. Before you ask, yes, my father does have almost all of these qualities. He doesn't actually physically bit me, but everything else, unless I'm forgetting something, he does.

If you have anything to respond to this with, please do. I'll be sure to respond.