And you should maybe spend more time outside of yours. That little capsuleer celebrity club you so enjoy and love is not the wide-world outside of private circles you imagine it.
Meanwhile, you’ll maybe excuse me if I do not particularly frequent the kind of events where I am expected to enjoy smiling politely to people who use their every opportunity to tell everyone 1) how much they despise me, 2) how their God will surely judge me on the day of my Death, 3) that my entire race should actually just be enslaved, or 4) any combination or all of the above.
I go when I have a reason to. As you well know.