Cada vez mais as pessoas estão rotuladas em categorias.
As altas, as baixas, as gordas, as magras, as morenas, as negras, as loiras, as ruivas, as engravatadas, as pirosas, as chiques, as bardajonas, as simpáticas, as antipáticas, as lerdas, as inteligentes, as estúpidas, as velhas do Restelo, as vacas, as porcas, as deficientes, as pobres, as ricas, as milionárias, as excêntricas, as enfadonhas, as desdentadas, as cobardes, as estrábicas, as caixa-de-óculos, as traidoras, as cornudas, as submissas, as prepotentes, as imbecis, as idiotas, as cara de cu, as marrecas, as bonitas, as feias, as charmosas, as licenciadas, as que têm a mania, as desajeitadas, as habilidosas, as novas, as velhas, as de meia-idade, as amigas, as inimigas, as patéticas, etc., etc. e tal.
Isto, a propósito de ter ouvido na rádio, que hoje é dia das pessoas baixas e eu que tenho 1,54 estou baralhada.