Lessons learned on the way: there is always one too many insecure, uptight, defensive neanderthal loser around at bars, parties, music events… anyplace entertaining that combines alcohol, the general public, and possible sex.
I’ve learned the hard way that easily threatened, overly competitive, badly educated people tend to play hard core turf games, become easily enraged, and end up with long rap sheets for aggravated assault.
They basically can’t handle the presence of people with large vocabularies, self confidence, good self presentation, and that elusive quality we know as composure. These are the types that see anyone with better manners than they can contemplate as a “fag”… and then they somehow rationalize their conduct as meting out divine chastisement of presumptuous “fags”… God hates Fags thus they too are entitled to hate fags.
They don’t grasp the contradiction that being attractive and successful with women (who generally find them repulsive) probably isn’t an indicator of gayness… or some twisted permutation of the above thought process.
Ususally, their internal dialog, behavioral rationalization runs along the line of “you were asking for it”… it wasn’t their decision
, their initiative , their behavioral choice at all, you see , it was these people who were asking for it , and they wouldn’t be doing their social duty unless they completed the transaction by doing to you what you were asking for.
Tacitus lesson: if you must go out into the snake pit of lower human emotions, wear the warm glowy happy feeling pheros, the P86 and P74, be careful even of the beta-nol… this guy would have buttonholed you into listening to his technique for sodomizing chickens that his blessed ol Paw taught him when he was a little boy of seven and learning how to sodomize a chicken…