On Mild Insanity

I bear very few prejudices against people. One I do hold, though, has nothing to do with the color of their skin, the shape of their nose or eyes. It has nothing to do with height or hair, or the presence or absence of breasts or a penis. It can have something to do with what happens to us when we die, but only in an inconsequential manner that is hard to explain quickly.

( I based my biases against people on how insane they seem. )