And now, I present to you a subset of the population against whom I direct a special blend (organic and aromatherapeutic!) of bile-infused vitriol:
Anyone or anything who or that describes himself or itself as “irreverent”.
Upon this I will not expound.
Now go back to searching online for pithy, head-nodding quotes by which to live your life. And watching Sixty Minutes. (Remember, the tickticktickticktickticktick of that stopwatch means your weekend is over and it’s time to get severely depressed.)