@spendius,
One cannot help observing, in line with Krumpie's jungle tribe's tried and tested way of proceeding, when seeing Fox News' Fox Extra, whether any of the post Roe/Wade presenters were considered for the chop by their close family and intimate friends.
I once made the observation to some pals in the pub when we were watching a partially dressed young lady aggravating us all to near apoplexy. The point I was making, in my usual half-assed manner, was that here we were in the pub with our total attention fixed on this sinuous female and her very presence might be conditional on some decision taken about twenty years ago by persons unknown and that it had been a correct decision.
The real point is an old cliche about life being very odd.
I'm here because Tom Finney hit the post with a penalty. But I've told that story before on these threads. I daresay I'm not unique in this regard.
After reading Philip Larkin's tale about how his mother and father met I was minded to ask my mother how she met my father. Which I did at a family do. The first page of Tristram Shandy minded me to ask her about the circumstances of my conception but I thought I shouldn't so I didn't.
Why do you think there are official licences for the sales of intoxicating liquor, music playing and dance-halls. It's obvious. It's the best way of matching up the boys and girls to get a vibrant, go-getting tribe and the proof of the pudding is in your eating of it. And Christianity invented it.
If it is going off, if it is going off, it is because a few uppity women made a nice career out of challenging Christian thinking and wish us to try a new way. Sober, jive-free networking ****.