The fun thing about being a minority is that you get to watch people debate your humanity; question whether you’re normal, like them. They never so much conclude that you are, as forget the question because they’re busy hating someone else. This is fun in the same way shaving your vagina with a hand-blender is fun, and if we’re happy to stick to that definition, I will continue.
Now that every single Muslim on earth is responsible for terrorism, I enjoy nothing better than reminiscing with them about that time all black men were rapists. And all gays were paedophiles. And Jews drank the blood of Christians. Those were happy days, and thankfully they’re not done.