If ignorance is bliss, you must be the happiest person on earth. Your ambitious attitude and closed mind have to be how you earned yourself a cult following, and the privileges you were born with will be more than enough for you to surpass me.
I admit that you have a nice smile that would look better as a geniune grin than as a judging sneer. You have a strong voice that easily drowns out your opponent's arguments, and are tall enough to look down on anyone who disagrees with you in the slightest manner. If my interests lied in brute force and contact sports, I would be impressed with your groundbreaking achievements for our insignificant high school's teams. If your definition of perfect remains a straight, Christian white man with blond hair and blue eyes, then you are just that.
In a way, you humble me. You remind me of who I want to wrong, whose views are obselete in this day and age, and whose job would be better suited for someone else. When you tell me to do more research, I am inspired by spite to write entire essays to appease your blind opinions. When you insult my interests, I make sure to talk more about my newest favorite "gay cartoon" or "feminist book". When you told me to follow your religion, I went on a spiritual journey to discover that I am not atheist, but agnostic instead. When you reminded me that I would never reach your same math level, I reminded you that I would be able to skip a class next year. When you start to compare me to others in the class, I make sure to individualize myself further and call you by the wrong names. You should be grateful that you look like a Jake or a Trevor and not your own misspelled name.
We may never find common ground, but that doesn't mean that we don't learn things from each other. Since my own facts outnumber yours greatly, I'll just go over what you've shown me: Reddit (I downloaded it then promptly deleted), Kaitlin Bennett and Ben Shapiro (really scary but funny social experiments), and our school's newly-formed debate club (hated it!).