…if I were to tell you I just got back from a weekend in Dublin, wouldn’t the stereotype assume it was an exercise in utter mayhem, an anthology of inebriated escapades, a dive into the deep end of debauchery, a crusade against consciousness conducted through a campaign of cockishness by countless carousing cretins?
Of course you would assume such events had transpired and I would be horribly insulted that you would judge me so blindly and so harshly without any consideration of my character… but you’d still be right and that is how stereotypes save time…
From my friend Scott entitled Regression Analysis