People are pigs

Life really is pretty funny in a horrible, teeth-grinding sort of way.

I mean, people are not so much good or bad as they are pigs.

Lazy, unkind, judgmental, elitist, stupid pigs who think that just

because they wear a bit of perfume or shop at Old Navy that they

are better than the other pigs who shop at Wal-Mart. Frankly, I find it

difficult to keep morale up. I can't say that I am really any better than

anyone else except that I admit that I am a pig like everyone else and

feel genuinely bad about. Most pigs I know ... if they spent a fraction of

the time they spend denying that they ARE pigs at actuallly trying to

NOT be pigs, they might actually get somewhere.