Whatever made you think you could demand
that I should, going forward, meekly follow
standards that you think you have represented?
You do not claim to even understand
them fully. Is that not a little shallow
on your part? And by what authority
(either accomplished by your Poetry
or demonstrated by some scholarly
citation) do you dictate this to me?
The emperor's new clothes are tattered robes;
his is the hatred that all sorts of "-phobes"
scatter about (sometimes quite brutally).
Your babbles have no authenticity:
you are besotted and, or else, demented.
Starward