Second only to a death, divorce is the biggest possible deal for a family, and I’m tired of people pretending like it’s not. It’s valid in cases of abuse, or if the unhappiness is to a degree where it becomes emotionally damaging to the kids, but divorce should not even be put on the list of available options. Divorce is what you do when none of the available options end up working.

Do you have kids? I used to hate when people would ask me that question before I had kids, because it seems to imply that having them places your opinion on a higher tier. Now that I do, I try and avoid it as much as possible for that reason, but I do understand that parenting is one of the theaters where theory space, and optimal practice, can be very different. The fact is, they never have to know, at least until they’re old enough to understand. They don’t have to know that Dad is sad when he’s alone with Mom, because we still have fun and laugh as a family when they are present. The lesson that I’m teaching them by example, is that it is better to have one bedroom than two, then to have to decide whether they want to live with mom or dad most of the time, that even though Mom and Dad civilly argue sometimes, we can still be a family, and be happy most of the time, rather than give up on a promise made before they were born because of factors they can’t possibly understand yet.

Oh hey. Did you spend some time as an adolescent male in the 90’s as well? I thought I recognized you.

Porn is the only reason I am still married. After our second kid, my wife’s already low sex drive dropped to asexual. She is a wonderful mother, but she is either willfully or ignorantly oblivious to any romantic advance. I get, on average, about one fully clothed, under-the-covers hand job every 6 months or so that’s so unenthusiastic that I am reminded why I stopped trying to get her to do it. I am sexually starving. The only thing I want in the world right now is to feel the warm touch of someone who actually wants to touch me again, but I’d rather die, lonely, but married to her than let my kids grow up in a broken home…

So ya, I jerk off to porn after she goes to bed.

That was obviously the extreme example of the concept taken to its limit, I was hoping you would follow me on the whole length of the walk. How about the example of starting false rumors and such about them? How about the fact that what you’re talking about is illegal in and of itself? Playing dirty is immensely gratifying, and satisfying on a visceral level; I’m not trying to pretend that it isn’t. I don’t like it either, but it is their legal right to have that. The whole reason we don’t like them is that they lack the moral restraint that usually develops sometime around middle school, and the importance of which I’m trying to instill. I could write a whole book based around the thesis that the primary difference between the two ideologies, is the importance that one places on delayed gratification, but I’m typing on my phone right now…

War would be a lot easier if we chose to do away with pesky restrictions like the Geneva convention, but would you be proud to be on the side that dropped white phosphorus on an elementary school to win? Would you prefer that we start making up lies and false rumors about Trump and Co? Restraint is difficult; I understand that, put the resulting clean victory is the most lasting kind.

We are not them.

Do it again, but include sneezing this time.

No. It’s empty. I might as well have said “every giraffe that I currently own”.

All of the cash currently in my wallet will go to whoever can recreate this image again, except with all of the Kamales in the same position, and with the same facial expression and look of intensity as in the original image.

Is trump still doing Cameo?

Damn. She thicc…

Y tho?

Nice. This was the gamertag I picked to use on the DAY that Xbox Live came online. It’s followed me like a specter ever since.

Did you ever have to call for Air Superiority?

I checked. It’s still enabled.

It should be. I just had an identical VM running on the same machine yesterday. Oddly, it stopped being able to boot for unclear reasons, so I’m trying a fresh install.

Somebody explain these quotation marks immediately or I’m going to lose my shit.

I’d call the cops. Nobody is above the law.

I think it would break something irreparable in my brain if a really attractive 30-something year old woman in a sharp business suit stepped out of that car.