Obsessive interest in sports. OK, so you like watching a bunch of sweaty guys running around playing kids’ games. Fine, no skin off my rosy nose, whatever floats your boat. But what’s with the obsession? What’s with the dumbfoundedness when I say I don’t care about sports?
Emotional attachment to music, well, to anything that doesn’t matter, really. I listen to what I listen to, you listen to what you listen to. Why is this a big deal to you? Why are you compelled to trash my music and elevate yours to the skies? Why do you connect your self-esteem to your taste in music to this ridiculous, harmful degree?
Dressing in a certain way because you have a certain political viewpoint, taste in music and so forth. I dress as comfortably as possible while still retaining the bare minimum of social acceptance. If some people prefer to dress for appearance, OK, different strokes and all that. But covering yourself in black, dying your hair, getting pierced and getting tattooed because you like black metal… isn’t that kind of pathetic? Aren’t you a pretty obvious poser when you do that? Or is it just a coincidence that people who like black metal just happen to think piercings and black clothes are really beautiful?
Some of the pubescent boys on a message board I’m moderating. Since I’m the most active moderator there, and a by-the-book kind of moderator, I have a reputation among the not-so-bright bulbs (teenage rebels, you know the kind) to be a ban-first-and-ask-questions-later dictator. They complain about my reign of terror and apparently live in fear of being banned out of the blue. Then, why are they so unpleasant towards me, why do they keep mouthing off after they’ve been told to stop, and why do they keep breaking the rules? Shouldn’t the fear of my banhammer make them act better rather than worse?
Gender, or, more specifically, people who care about it. I couldn’t care less about an attribute I consider to be entirely physical. Women are generally speaking more physically attractive than men, that’s it, move on.
Monosexuality. Linked to the one above. Why anyone would ever say “I’m 100% gay/straight, not interested in the other/same sex, noway, nohow” is beyond me. I understand sentiments like “I’ve never met a man I was attracted to and I doubt I ever will, but if it happens, we’ll see”, but not the categorical denial of any possibility of a relationship with a member of half the world’s population. I don’t get it intellectually and I don’t get it emotionally.
Religion. Believing in a deity is so beyond me that I cannot help believing that the vast majority of those who say they believe are fibbing it because they think everyone else believes and they don’t want to be ostracized.