My youngest daughter is a bit of a rule follower, which is fine, you do you, boo. However, she does sometimes start fussing when she thinks other people might not follow the rules perfectly. When she does, I ask her to recite our “rule on rules”, which she does in her sweet, lilting voice: “Don’t be a fucking prig, it…

Like some sort of ban?

Needless flexing of authority, wild overreaction to immigrant, old and miserable.

This article reminds me of one of my favorite clips ever on the internet, which is of Werner Herzog describing the jungle: