I taught my son to be a conscientious objector.
I caught hell for that, especially in conversations in my very, very small town where many people sent their kinds into this meat grinder.
I told my son he was too good for that, and some locals hate me for that. Like they thought I was saying my son was better than theirs.
No, I just understand the system, and I’m not going to groom my kid to be chopped meat.
You do you. That’s not beautiful to me, though, e: and my son is the most beautiful thing in the world to me.
That people are smart.
Most people are abject morons who still believe in Iron Age mythology.