It took me a while to confine my mind to a 'thought'.
(I've been busy; even a childlike soul needs to live a mundane life with all that it entails.)

What was I thinking about?

While thoughts wander, and as I start to analyse all angles and possibilities, I am left with one major realisation:

When a stranger surrenders to assumptions, not having one distinct or plausible 'fact' about another human being, they truly are exposing who they are.
But for that person to face another with the audacity to devalue their very nature—objectifying their existence as a piece of flesh with no other purpose in life besides satisfying another's desire—that is madness!
As an adult, to be insulted by an uncontrolled loose cannon and their whole committee of barbaric simpletons is an experience that has only reinforced my stable character. A superficial sympathy, once expressed with kindness and respect, has now morphed into an unprecedented repulsion.

A woman cannot be worth mere fleeting attention when her light holds value for all time, but the ignoble are worth less than the chaff blown by the wind!
A swine sees only as far as its snout.