Reason #6,321: Don’t tread on me. Please?

So, look. The prospect of living in a world where a significant (or really any) portion of the population can step on me (in the manner demonstrated here) makes me a bit uncomfortable. And I know the giant was born a giant, and there are probably plenty of decent giants out there. And this isn’t about feeling self-conscious at the prospect of being knocked several notches down the food chain.

I just don’t want to get crushed to death. That’s all. Thanks.