The hypocrisy of people sometimes really bugs me. Seriously. Every day, I grow a little more disgusted with humanity. Why can't an asteroid hit the planet and do away with the entire human race? I seriously think the rest of the cosmos would be better off. Everywhere I look, I see people. And shells of people. Three categories of human beings on this world. The most numerous category is that of the Mundanes. The Mundanes are those ordinary human beings with average intelligence, average looks and average everything else. They're so boring it's pitiful. The second category is somewhat more interesting and a lot more dangerous. They're called by many names. Sociopaths. Abominations. Wendigos. Psychos. They're around five percent of the world's human population and they are responsible for close to eighty percent of the ills that befall mankind. The third category is very small in number. They're called Kindred. That's the category I belong to.
What is Kindred? A new kind of human. The human race has been split into three groups. One main species and two subspecies. The main group is known as Homo Sapiens. The Ordinary Humans. The second, more dangerous group is known as Homo Sapiens Internecivus. Or Murderous Man. They're the sociopaths and psychopaths whom you read about in serial killer novels. They're also people you know and would never suspect of being monsters. Your wife, girlfriend, boyfriend, cousin, uncle, aunt, mother, father or best friend. Your employer or co-worker. And they're everywhere. The last and most important group, which is called Kindred, has no scientific name. That's because we're good at staying hidden. It's a matter of survival. Kindred are endangered by the presence of stupid humans and murderous sociopaths. Neither of them want us to prosper. I think it's because they know we will one day inherit the planet Earth, and the rest of the universe.
What makes one Kindred? It's hard to say, but it's definitely genetic. We were born the way we are. Born with an agile intelligence, flexible mindset and the ability to see things that ordinary humans and sociopaths cannot. The sociopaths know what we are the moment they meet us, and we know what they are. It's an instinctive reaction. We see them and automatically think there's something off with them. For no reason at all, they rub us the wrong way. And the fact that nobody else gets nervous around a sociopath in disguise often proves our suspicions. The sociopaths can fool the humans, simple creatures that they are, but we're not so easily fooled.
Myself, I'm a Kindred of Haitian descent. I was born on the island of Haiti in the Caribbean in 1985. Under the sign of the Aquarius. I'm a six-foot-one, 250-pound black male. I'm openly bisexual. I'm uncircumcised. I never get sick. I am stronger than an ordinary man my height and weight ought to be. Intellectually, I'm no slouch either. I have a degree in Criminal Justice. I am the author of forty six books which I've published with a small, independent publisher. My writings center on a variety of topics ranging from science fiction to urban fiction, horror and erotica. I like to make African-American, Asian, Hispanic and Haitian characters the heroes of my science fiction and horror stories. I think blacks and other so-called ethnic minorities are underrepresented in these genres of literature. There's more to global literature than Caucasian heroes going around conquering the forces of chaos and saving the day.
I have always been gifted, and for this reason I considered myself unique. I simply didn't know how unique. I thought I was the only one of my kind. A young man with profound empathy for animals and the natural world in general. A person with the ability to detect Sociopaths, the agents of chaos and destruction moving about invisibly in the human world. A person who seems impervious to illness and other things which constantly befall ordinary humans. Yeah, that's me. I thought I was pretty cool. A genius in a world of ordinary people. A superman in a mundane world. As it turns out, there were plenty of others like me. And we were the world's smallest minority. A small community of genetic wonders living among everyday humanity. We were spread out across the world. I've only met a couple of other Kindred. One of them is a corrections officer and fellow Haitian I met at my old college campus. He's a nice man who's helped me many times. We've battled sociopaths together. Like me, he can sense what they are and opposes them. We have complementary skills. He's really good at spotting male sociopaths and I have a knack for spotting female sociopaths. I think that since most people never suspect ordinary, law-abiding women of being agents of evil, most female sociopaths don't even bother hiding what they are anymore. They act like they're innocent, kind-hearted and decent, but at their core they're ruthless, manipulative and devious. It takes a special kind of Kindred to spot them. And I am that Kindred.
For a long time, I was a big fan of the human species. I went out fighting for one of the least understood causes of all time. Men's Rights Activism. Hell, I even wrote a book chronicling my fight on behalf of men's rights activists. And the online activist network of men fighting for their rights were grateful for my help. In the western world, men are an endangered species. Males are the ones most affected by the Autism Virus because a cabal of man-hating women with tremendous wealth, power and cutting-edge science have used this disease to target men. Male victims of domestic abuse don't receive any help from law enforcement or social service agencies. They also get zero sympathy from the man-hating media. Men afflicted with Prostate Cancer have no charity runs started on their behalf yet female victims of Breast Cancer receive tons of help, support and funding from all social sources, private and public. Male suicide rates have skyrocketed since the Recession started. In part because tons of men have lost their jobs. Yet no one seems to care. Well, I cared. So I went out to fight for men's rights. I started men's rights groups online and offline. I distributed pro-male pamphlets telling men about the few resources available to male victims of abuse and other underserved populations. I thought I could save the world. I helped hundreds of men.