And I wouldn't think you're an ugly man at all. I mean, I've only seen you from the back, but minus what I know about you. (Which is no big deal for me, because even if there, I would have to get real close to see 'em) I would think from the front, face to face, you've be a fairly average, decent looking guy.
In my defense, that wasn't self-deprecatory or false humility, although of course I was thinking of the subway cat, not the oblate spheroid, when making the comment. Being absent ears is an anomaly; nobody's used to it, and neither does it appeal to them. In fact, it rather shocks them.
So best to simply disguise the absence, as I do. Being a nice guy, one of the nicest guys one can ever hope to meet, I don't like to shock, stun, startle, dismay, or discombobulate other people.
Compare that attitude, please, with the attitude of the subway cat who purposely and deliberately wishes to shock, with her self-caused mutilations. The only reason she looks grotesque, a travesty, is because she wants to. She's trying to say "**** you" to the rest of human society by appearing as offensive as possible.
This applies to the case of the oblate spheroid too, in that she's saddled with a grotesque body type, but unlike other people who try to minimize such ugliness, she
goes out of her way to uglify herself even more, to show off, to exaggerate, to advertise her ugliness.
Like the subway cat, the oblate spheroid too is trying to say "**** you" to the rest of society; "I'm God, and you damned well better worship me no matter what."
