Everyone has a Dark Side. No matter what they say. Throughout history, we have been bombarded with the message that the Dark Side is to be feared. Well, some of us embrace it. I am such a man. My name is Raphael. Society would call people like myself every name under the sun. Sociopath. Psychopath. Freak. Amoral. Remorseless Individual. Embodiment of the Antisocial Personality Disorder. And you know what? They would be absolutely wrong. I'm very much a social person, and I have a lot of personality. And I love order. See? The scientists are wrong. They almost always are. I call myself a Free Spirit. A man of the world who simply wishes to experience all that life has to offer. Trust me, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that.
The other day, I was on the bus. Just a tall, good-looking young Black man reading a book. There was this obnoxious Black woman who was giving the bus driver a hard time. Now, all the other people on the bus Were trying to avoid the scene. An angry, fat Black chick is a scary thing in urban settings. This woman was not only ugly but she was also fat and obviously didn't know how to dress well. I'm a man with a great sense of fashion and I have very little tolerance for slobs of both sexes. I watched as the ugly fat Black woman went on and on cursing the bus driver. This woman obviously had no Class. You've seen her type before. She is a loser but thinks the world owes her something because she has a pussy. I smiled as she got off. I had originally planned to go on campus and do some work but it looks like I was needed elsewhere. I was going to teach this bitch a lesson.
Now, I despise her kind. It's not because she's Black. I'm a Black man myself and I've known many Black people who are very intelligent and Classy individuals. It's not because she's a woman. I know several highly intelligent, Classy and dignified women. Class has nothing to do with race, gender, sexual orientation or social status. You could be a millionaire and still be trashy. You could also be Harvard-educated and remain a piece of trash. Likewise, a poor farmer could be a Classier man than some rude rich woman you see shopping at the Mall. I despise people who have no Class. They're rude, mean-spirited, obnoxious and have no manners. They've always been very easy to identify. The moment they open their mouths, everyone can tell what they are. I've always despised this breed. And I punish them at every turn.