Behaving ethically is its own reward, or at least, it should be. If a person behaves ethically because they get something out of it, not because it’s the right thing to do, it’s not really ethical, it’s opportunistic. Yes, the right thing is done, in the end, but with a tainted motive, which sours it for me.

Wow, okay. I could not disagree more, but I respect your right to your opinion. It’s clear you’ve put some thought into it :)

If everyone were self-serving remorseless assholes, we’d all kill each other and there’d be no human race at all. There will always have to be calm people who can cooperate, collaborate, and concede in order to move past whatever fuckery has the assholes all stirred up this time.

It’s no different from those dopes who start relationships with married people, and then are shocked! shocked! when, once the married people leave spouse #1 and mistress/mister (?) becomes spouse #2... who then finds their love is cheating on them with future-spouse-#3.

I don’t think I quite understand what you mean— are you saying that we all have an obligation to fund the immense expenses involved in carrying, birthing, and rearing children because everyone should be able to have children regardless of whether or not they can afford them?

Honestly? While I personally love the wordplay and would vote for you based on that alone, I think it’s too clever for most of the dopes that live in this ridiculous country. You’ll confuse them and make them feel stupid (which they are) and that’ll just make them angry so they’ll vote against you no matter how well…

I’m not with you re: your value-judgey word choices like ‘properly’ and ‘sloppy’ and even ‘uneducated’. But there is much to be said for the idea of one’s voice fitting the preferred or expected paradigm.

So when I got married, I was childfree, as was my new husband. However, after 2 years, I came down with a scorching case of baby rabies. Fortunately, my husband held strong and refused to try to conceive.

So when I got married, I was childfree, as was my new husband. However, after 2 years, I came down with a scorching case of baby rabies. Fortunately, my husband held strong and refused to try to conceive.

For real, IDGAF about cars but I’m always up for an insightful piece about nutcases, and this was very well-done.

Oh, god, and that potato salad is the most incredible-tasting potato salad you’ll ever be fortunate enough to put in your face hole. It’s AMAZING. I think they put cocaine in it. Or heroine. Something addictive.

If your fiancée is carrying at 34 months, I marvel that her diastis is ONLY 3 inches.

While I think the world of Aretha’s music and incredible talent, she personally seems like kind of an asshole. Really arrogant (though that’s kind of valid since she is just as amazing, artistically, as she thinks she is) but also mean-spirited, hyper-critical, and basically just a big grudge-holder and shit-stirrer.

Trust me, every bit of your charm was perfectly evident.

1. Baked beans, New England style. Dead simple. And if you make them in an earthenware pot (clay bean pots can be had) they’re even better.

There’s a difference between discussing one’s beliefs and proselytizing. The latter is a hard-sell steeped in the arrogance that one knows more and better about the nature of something innately unknowable (because no matter how strongly you believe something religious, there is still no proof it’s real) than whatever…

No more than you’d be offended by someone telling you to hide your naturally charming personality that apparently sees nothing wrong with telling others which of their immutable traits they must change in order to make douchebags feel more comfortable.

I find children boring af and it is incredibly satisfying to tell a pro-breeding pain in the ass hounding me that, at 44, “it’s not too late!” or berating me for not doing it when I was younger. There’s just no way to come back from “boring”. I hate Disney, refuse to listen to kiddie music or watch kiddie shows or…

So, like, there are things that are perfectly fine to think? But maybe keep them to yourself, lest others discover you’re a dick? IDK.

Needs a banana for scale.