The reason we don't ask marginalised people to warn for their experiences is because of a thing called human rights. But you are not human. And you kill humans. If you want to interact with humans on social media that humans have provided, you should be polite and play by our rules. And if you really believe you're a monster, then you should tag things because you're not human and therefore a guest in our society
No my friend. You are a guest in mine. I built your world. I put my hands in your foundations, your ink, your blood. I made this place with my skin and my pain. Your world is as much mine as it is yours. And by the sky above, you will mark me when I say to you that you may take your bigotry elsewhere you petulant, ungrateful, disgusting child.
“Human” rights? What a joke. You can barely manage what one human does to another on a good day. Babies in cages, Women being forced into hysterectomies, war crimes, informants and reporters slain by governments, massacres, chemical weapons used on peaceful protestors. You object to me eating a few violent offenders to sustain myself and my works, which benefit you? How dare you. I do more for human rights in a week than I ever do for myself, and how do I fuel that? By eating.
I do not need to have you endow me with personhood. That is something I earn by my mind and my deeds. And no one has the right to deny me it. You are judged by how you treat the least of your fellows, and I will have more rights than god damn dog.
This is why this experiment must happen. This.
People ask me if aliens exist. I say yes, but doubt they would come here. If they did, they’d have to contend with this garbage. They ought not, methinks.
