The point of a taboo isn't to stop a behavior from happening. Rather, it's to raise the social anxiety high enough so that it must be really really compelling for you to do it.

How about we make a law that says that the only people who can vote on abortion-related laws are women?

I just finished watching The Deer Hunter (1978 Academy Award Winner for Best Picture) which has, as its centerpiece, compelling scenes of Russian roulette. I also recall a reddit thread from someone who claims to have played the game.

These are my thoughts:

Man, fucking Russian roulette. What the fuck. I cannot believe people actually play that game. That really pisses me off. That pisses me off more than people who commit suicide. People who play Russian roulette disrespect their lives more than those who commit suicide. The person who commits suicide commits. They're taking a definitive stance, "my life is not worth living. Non-living is a much much better alternative." People who play Russian roulette are saying, "my life IS equal to non-living." The person who commits suicide is essentially saying, "non-living is WAY better than my life." In effect, that puts life on a pedestal, because non-living has to triumph over it. The person who commits suicide doesn't have disregard for his or her life. Rather, he has really really strong emotions toward it. He hates life, it's destroying him, it's painful, he's suffering, and/or he's causing the suffering of others. Life is powerful. The person who plays Russian roulette, on the other hand, is a true nihilist.

The knot in my mind that I went to bed with was tighter in the morning.

chartreuse is a good color

Her smile is like a visual virus,
Making me a zombie of longing.

interface of the cheseeburger

why not, junk

this is just junk.

just pumping stuff in here, for no reason. just you know, to get the publishing high. etc. off-front, off-feeds, somewhere someone is going to see this, but who, why, where what? who cares?

I have so much more in common with this list

the muscle twitching side effects from the medicine were so bad that I had to keep punching my bed to shake it off. The next day, my arms were terribly sore, and when I looked in the mirror, I noticed I had gotten a slight workout out of the whole process. kind of scary.

... I like to click "Mark all as read" first, THEN pick and choose which ones I want to read.

... just don't respond well to the question "why?"