It was a real surprise to me to come across the evidence that Christianity might once have been a danced religion. Certainly some of the early church leaders thought this was great and spoke of what seems to have been circle dancing perhaps around an altar.
Personally I can’t see why it would be any less romantic to find a husband in a nice four-color catalogue than in the average downtown bar at happy hour.
Marriage is socialism among two people.
Medical debts are the number-one cause of bankruptcy in America.
Take motherhood: nobody ever thought of putting it on a moral pedestal until some brash feminists pointed out about a century ago that the pay is lousy and the career ladder nonexistent.
The one regret I have about my own abortions is that they cost money that might otherwise have been spent on something more pleasurable like taking the kids to movies and theme parks.
No matter that patriotism is too often the refuge of scoundrels. Dissent rebellion and all-around hell-raising remain the true duty of patriots.
If you can attribute your success entirely to your own mental effort to your own attitude to some spiritual essence that you have that is better than other people’s then that must feel pretty good.
At best the family teaches the finest things human beings can learn from one another generosity and love. But it is also all too often where we learn nasty things like hate rage and shame.
There is the fear common to all English-only speakers that the chief purpose of foreign languages is to make fun of us. Otherwise you know why not just come out and say it?