People can be so dense.

You know that fold in the top front part of your ear? It's kind of hard to clean under there, don't you think? It would be easier to just cut off that part. Then you'd never have to worry about lifting up that flap to clean under it. Wouldn't life be so much easier that way? Besides, you don't really need that part to hear. And if you had it done when you were a newborn infant, you'd never miss it, and you wouldn't remember the pain either.

Religious reasons for circumcision are tricky to argue with, not that I don't try, but I am fucking fed up with people who are in favor of it because it's "easier to clean without the foreskin."


Aaaanyway, I finished "Pride and Prejudice." Two things about it bugged me:

1. Mr. Darcy's change of character. Too sudden, too abrupt, too unbelievable. I was starting to like his character, actually, and understand a bit how his upbringing and circumstances had affected him and contributed to his overblown vanity. Then, all of a sudden, he's nice and sweet and polite and well-mannered and everyone likes him. I was seriously expecting this to be explained right up until the very end. Nope, all it says is that it happened because Elizabeth's rejection of him made him realize what a twerp he was being. Nice as it would be for life to work like that, it doesn't.

2. Jane Austen is the queen, nay, the empress of run-on sentences. Complex structure is one thing, but when I have to reread a sentence four times to understand what's being said, it really takes away from the flow of the book.

Other than that, it was good. I kind of wish I had Mr. Bennet as a dad.