I'm very lucky. The public happens to like me. Maybe they like me because I use every opportunity to talk about injustice.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm lucky that, despite all the bad press I've had over the years, the public still seems to like me.
If the public likes you, you're good.
I always hope people will like me, and I'm always afraid they will think I'm a fraud. I try harder than perhaps I should to make people like me, then it backfires. They think I'm a buffoon.
I was lucky. A lot of people have that. People that don't tell you what you want to hear, but what's best for you. I was blessed with great friends. I was always blessed that way. My dad always kept good people around me. I just got lucky. Because of the spotlight you're in, people are scared to tell you otherwise.
I assume that if people get to know me, they'll like me. If they don't, it's not my problem.
Being honest with the public is how they respect you.
Today, there's an expectation that you get to know public people. In the past, it was much more what you did and how you presented yourself.
I am a young, white, educated male. I got really, really lucky. And life isn't fair.
If you hear something you like, and you're halfway like the public, chances are they'll like it too.
Either accept people for what they are, or don't. So, in other words, man, if people don't know me, I think they do themself an injustice. Because, as a whole, I think I'm a good person.
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