Why Does Bob Collins Write the Way He Does?

I was raped when I was a kid. Ever since then my world has been full of bad people.

No one I meet is a good person.

They’re all sons a bitches out for one person–themselves.

All of these assholes taught me something. Behind closed doors, everyone is a cocksucker. Only a rare person will behave morally even when they’re guaranteed of getting away with a crime.

I know. I’ve been around these people my whole life. From poor to rich, they’re all the same.

Can you tell me why for every one Mother Theresa there are ten Pol Pots?

I’ll tell you why. Because a good man is a rare man. And the common man doesn’t want a good man around. All the assholes and bitches have spent centuries trying to breed out good qualities.

Do you know what the guy who raped me said when he was done? He said, “Hope you have a good life.”

Hope you had a good life?

It was like he wouldn’t be happy with just hurting me, he had to know he’d effect the rest of my life.

When I told my mom about it, she just told me I was blowing it out of proportion.

So, if you want to know why I write the way I do, America, you can thank yourselves.


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