No, wrong, it doesn't affect me in the least. And you know, I'm freakin tired of anytime somebody out there makes some kinda choice, be it Carter or the Dixie Chicks or Gengis Khan it all the sudden being thrust on me.
I can't change them one dam bit, and wouldn't if I could, it's called free will.
And they can't change me.
So there!!!
Guess again.
I just happened to review this line from Heinlein's Citizen of the Galaxy: ( from memory, I don't have it at hand )
"Nobody could ever make me believe I'm a slave."
"Ten lashes is enough to convince anybody."
This is at the end when Our Hero is explaining the Facts of the Galaxy to a denizen of the insular home planet. Nice allegory, what?