I’ll explain why.
Where do you think you’re going? Sit down and listen.
You see, you’re telling me I should like U2 more than Dire Straits and if there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s people telling me what to think.
Let me finish.
When you dictate my tastes to me, you’re saying I can’t make up my own mind. You’re telling me you should make it up for me. You’re denying me the space for my thought. My words.
Don’t roll your eyes. You know I’m right.
It’s my taste. My views. My choice. That’s why it’s my right that you listen to my words.
I will prefer Dire Straits to U2 if I choose to, and you will respect my choice.
Now you may speak.
Nothing to say?
Good. I knew you’d see it my way. All you had to do was listen.