Why be tolerant of the intolerant? Become the thing you hate, they don't deserve your sympathy.

Comedy, poetry, multiverse theory, dreams, lack of compassion, love life retardation, everybody do the dinosaur. These are some of the things I have discussed in this blog, along with a quite obvious delve into sleep deprivation, its evident effects on train (whilst say on a train) of thought and the tangents developed through a slowly increasing breakdown of the barriers between conscious and subconscious thought. Maybe I should have put in a full stop at some point there. I'll. Make. Up. For. It. Now.
Anyway, the topic for today's fantastical journey, whether it sticks to it or not, I shall make social inadequacies. Mine for example could be that I am hateful of others as a generalisation; I can't stand fat people, stupid people, unpleasant odour dispersing people, people that mentally repress themselves (there are a ridiculous amount of ways to accomplish this, for example if you are friends with someone that answers those questionnaires on social networking sites, one of the questions is ' what is your favourite book?', and they answer with something along the lines of ' whats a book lol?').
Continuing; ignorant people (I class myself as one of these however, not in knowledge but in compassion), selfish people, racist people, sexist people (particularly feminists that use such sweet little lines as ' oh have you got man-flu?' or, 'I know you're a man but can you not multi-task?' and so on; how do you expect equality to evolve out of the opposite? I also no doubt, hate you. I could go on to bitchy, whining, back-stabbing, good for nothing wastes of oxygen, but they aren't worth my efforts.
Anyway on with the other inadequacies - I'll never be able to have an olive in a martini, and that is obviously socially unacceptable.
I hate those people that get really close to you in a queue, impatient-personal-space-stealing-cunts.
Sometimes, when there is a large group od people and I only know one I'll do one of two things; latch on to that singular person and follow them everywhere before eventually leaving, or, find alcohol and sit alone until they make friends with me, or I eventually leave/get chucked out for indecent exposure.
I hate people girls that suggest I don't like them because I think I'm too good for them, and then proceed to suggest that they are too good for others, when in fact its usually just because they come under the list of people that I hate, and therefore should be wiped from the planet. I recently suggested that a nameless managerial peer of mine should be put down for being a public nuisance with her incessant prying into the lives of others, consistent embellishment of the truth, bitching and lame-excuses-for depression-whining; I'd a dog its deemed a public nuisance they are put down, and I wasn't going to mention her looks but she is dog rough, so why can't she?
My social inadequacies also include an impatient tolerance, but general aversion to chart music and anything that I don't like, generally drawing me in like the millennium falcon to the death star towards the nearest alcohol dispensing variable - a bar, a rich whore, a corner shop, the ever present stash in my fridge, etc.
For someone that hates intolerance, I'm not the most tolerant of individuals am I?
I hope this wonderfully merry post makes up for the months of absence, though I doubt it.
Over and out.