A few more things about me, if you really care to know. 
I don't really care very deeply about the outcome of any sporting event.  I rarely have.  
With a few exceptions, I never really cared for popular styles of music played in straight, "vertical" eighth notes.  There's got to be a swing or it don't mean a thing (to me).  My lack of interest in the popular music of my own youth probably had a decisive effect on my life by removing me from my peer group.   
I have a very macho attitude toward literary criticism.  I want to be the best, to outdo everyone else.  I am very competitive in this area, but not in many others.  
I identify strongly with other people who have a commanding dominance of their field of endeavour:  Coleman Hawkins for example.  This is a strongly masculinist mode, on average, but I identify with it with no apology (for now!).  
Hates poetry readings, they're cold and they're damp.  In general, I hate sitting through something that I feel I could do better, whether it's a talk at the MLA or someone reading poems.  I only enjoy these events if the speaker or reader is doing it better than I think I could.  
I'm pleasant, but not very nice at bottom.  I'm pretty angry most of the time, too angry to be a really "nice" person.
OK. I'll bite. Why are you so angry most of the time?
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