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My doctor refuses to discuss anything learned on WebMD. NYT? Sure. The NIH site? Absolutely. He loves a well informed patient. But he considers WebMD the New York Post of health information sites.

The ageism in your statement is stunning. Also, you and many, many other commenters here need to look up how women's reproductive organs function as we age.

Well, if little sperm makers shoot blanks, why not just hack it all off? I mean, you can't reproduce with them. Also, what would you call those special, special dude organs then?

It's a pittance, compared to losing one's organs. And doctors (some) are incredibly casual about taking out women's reproductive organs. Make them pay, and they'll be less cavalier.

Not really. They are all professionals. But it takes $100,000 to send one kid to a good in-state public. Most of my friends have two. People I know would rather be dead than have a kid with student debt—unless they have had an unavoidable disaster (mass layoff victim, cancer, terrible divorce) which means they can't

We were able to save for retirement and save for our kid going to college. Most of our friends had kids much later than we did. They are dipping into retirement to pay for college. Plus, they still have launching ahead of them. We literally have NO ONE but ourselves to take care of. My point is, you can really make

I'm 50. It ain't 40.

This is persuasive stuff, but having my kid launched, very well educated (no loans for her), in a career and married before we turned 50 has left us tons of time to enjoy life while we are young, and save tons of retirement money. So I die a few years earlier. I'm having a fabulous time at 50. The moaning I hear from

My motto: But I almost live in Illinois.

Well, that's true of anybody who every achieved anything and who wasn't born poor. My students tend to like my teaching a lot. I was raised by well educated parents with a comfortable lifestyle who trained us up to be able professionals. No, we are not famous athletes, but we are successful. So, do you draw the line

I actually like being American. Yes. I said it. I can deplore racism and the Tea a Party and the war of drugs and still like living on the USA.

A Butters after my own heart! (I have hit 50, so you are young to me.)

Damn, I love your name. You gotta be pretty old. Please say you are old. I am old.

I can't wait for Tammy. That character is alive and well in every small town in across the fruited plain—including Wyoming, I'm sure.

There seems to nothing behind him. Or to him. In fairness, I have blue eyes, which I am often told are great. But I hate blue eyes. I adore brown eyes. I think brown (dark eyed ) eyed people look better and seem kinder and smarter than blue eyed people.

I am fanatically against the war on drugs, but your number seems high. Do you have a link?

I don't get the love for this guy. He's got a hillbilly face. Plus, he's got dead eyes.

I try not to be this person, but you are writing about death here. "Salacious" is a grossly incorrect and inappropriate word choice.

I adore Meryl Streep, but would argue that Barbara Stanwyck in Double Indemnity rules. SHE is my hero. But there's room enough for lots of great actresses .

Thirty years of marriage here, and I would marry him all over again. But losing that "in love" feeling will happen over and over if you stay married.