Nah, man. I do want everyone to have the same rights and freedoms, and as many of them as possible without bothering each other (out of sheer selfish reasons: if everyone has as many rights and freedoms as possible without being a bother to others, I have as many rights and freedoms as possible, and they don’t bother me! Golden rule, bitches!), but fuck them neighbours, brunch of bastards the whole lot of them (I should know, I’m their neighbour and I am one), those freedoms don’t include me opening the door or answering when some bastard rings the fucking doorbell, just slip a note under the door like a normal person and I’ll get to it when my executive dysfunction feels like it.
Nah, man. I do want everyone to have the same rights and freedoms, and as many of them as possible without bothering each other (out of sheer selfish reasons: if everyone has as many rights and freedoms as possible without being a bother to others, I have as many rights and freedoms as possible, and they don’t bother me! Golden rule, bitches!), but fuck them neighbours, brunch of bastards the whole lot of them (I should know, I’m their neighbour and I am one), those freedoms don’t include me opening the door or answering when some bastard rings the fucking doorbell, just slip a note under the door like a normal person and I’ll get to it when my executive dysfunction feels like it.
You can love someone and not ever want to be around them or converse with them. Some people like privacy.