What bugs the hell out of me are people that wear their illness like a badge.
I give myself full latitude in mocking the "human freak" aspects of the primitives, and I'm sure that sometimes it bothers people here.
However, being a freak myself (born absent ears), I think I'm eminently entitled to rip, to ridicule, to mock, to make fun of, to deride, to laugh at, those whose freakishness is not natural, but a result of their own decisions, in which they've voluntarily chosen to mutilate and uglify their features.
That runs the gamut from the Bostonian Drunkard and the Taverner primitive with their stupidly-shaven heads clear to the Las Vegas Leviathan with his stupidly-bloated body and the subway cat with her stupidly-tattooed and mutilated body.