Feral Ass

This ass has confused having no filter with having integrity, and there is no talking them out of it. They will say the unsayable thing, in the unsayable moment, to the unsayable person, and call it honesty. Tact is for cowards. Reading the room is censorship. They deliver their unvarnished opinion like a public service, wherever they are, whether or not anyone requested it, and whether or not it is even remotely true. The bravery is real. So is the wreckage. A truth-teller in the wildest possible sense, off the leash and proud of it, leaving every gathering slightly smaller and considerably quieter than they found it.