I have a sort of quiet anglo pride, prowess from, possibly it could be understood as anglo superiority, be a difficult thing for me to deconstruct, if there’s much to deconstruct, and to do that i’d probably use a bunch of english words, i’d need English it, with english ideas, consult with structures in my cranium that evolved over millions of years, I might wonder how much truth or reality on the subject they’d yield, then I might defer to culture for an answer, borrow some tools from culture for examining that, more english words and ideas, probably disappear up my own whatever
I do have some racist sentiments, more I play with them to, analyze them maybe, make fun of them
more I have some misanthropic sentiments, criticality about the entire species, which I try to keep positive, again requires some humor