Conceit in rights

I have opinions. Everyone does. But I know mine are right. When I look at someone I don't like, I feel the compulsion to control them. To restrict them. So when I see that horrible herb that is marijuana smoked, I can't help but take it away from the smoker and send them to time-out. Sure, you say he wasn't hurting anyone. But the thing is, my opinion is right. Sure, he might need it to fight off the "unbelievable pain," as you call it, from chemotherapy. But my disgust for this sinful substance far outweighs his desire for it. I know this, because my opinions are right. And because my opinions are right, I should have the right to impose them on others. What alternative could there be? Certainly there couldn't be another opinion that could combat mine; my opinions defeat all others. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need some to put on my swollen head.