Rebecca

That's why I said they are "tied" - not directly causal. There are cruel abusive people all up and down that ladder I was talking about. Money doesn't buy happiness OR parenting skills. However, once poverty lines are crossed, you tend to also cross educational lines, cultural lines, and general "quality of life" lines that make conditions ripe not just for child abuse, but other violent crimes born out of desperation, misery, and ignorance. Not saying abuse, violent crime, and all that doesn't happen above those lines as well, just saying there's less "reason" for it when it does. I'm speaking in very general terms on purpose - there are ALWAYS exceptions to trends or statistics... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Let's break this down to where it's really coming from, because it's not the "Deep South". It's everywhere. It's everywhere because it's tied to socio-economic status and it's prevalent in the Deep South because they've got a higher % of the lowest rung of the socio-economic ladder than most other areas of the country. Look at the world we live in and consider the value of human life versus the prosperity of that country, state, city, or even neighborhood. Doesn't matter if you live in NYC, Podunk Mississippi, or Beijing. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

You start capping these assholes, you're not gonna stop for a long long time. Abuse begets abuse begets abuse - you have break the cycle somewhere, and unfortunately, there can be no elegant and easy "final solution" for that to happen. edit: Though Wendy makes an excellent point... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Presence. Sheer magnetic presence that comes from knowing every man in the room would trade places with you, and every woman in the room would trade numbers with you. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

There was another case of that on the radio this morning here in Texas - a mom was arrested after her kids were found starving. She said she didn't have enough money and that none of them had eaten in days... Frankly, it causes me to question the validity of procreation as a basic human right. Perhaps not in the Texas mom's case, but these folks shouldn't be left in the unsupervised care of themselves much less another human being. What's the feasibility of basing welfare and state-funded support for parents on the completion of training in life-skills? Do they already have something like that? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I'm disappointed. Obviously God gave us a vagina. And since all men have something they want to stick there, I'd say you're silly if you're putting up with any shit whatsoever.

"You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together and blow." you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Whichever it is, he's having a beer with me when he gets here! Right? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Ain't no doubt. When you're in so much mental pain you're cussing people on the street for not giving you liquor like they're nurses depriving you of morphine, you're probably not too worried about their opinion... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I've been amazed at their mad interpreting skillz. I don't stop talking just because they're scraping and polishing and poking around - and they get almost all of what I'm saying. It's pretty impressive, considering I sound like Chewbacca at those times... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

That's a good bum.

Not from where I stand, they're not Wendy W. Yeah, me either! It's nice talking eye-to-eye with people - especially these two! Y'all are just as sweet and friendly as can be. It was such a pleasure to meet you both! And I for one appreciate when my poor neck gets a break from looking up all the time! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Was this before or after the ungrateful SOB ate the biscuit? Cause I might have walked over, snatched back breakfast, and tossed down a quarter. Note to all aspiring bums: if you're going to count on the kindness of strangers just to eat, don't forget to say thank you, have a nice day. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I don't care who ya are, that was funny. You guys are totally saving this thread! I mean, not that the Cocheese-Bigway-DiggerDan Ultimate Orgy wasn't fun to read, but this was the happy ending! Was it good for you too? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Ouch. I feel for you dude. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

No...........I wiped really well last time I was in the bathroom. And you're gross! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

You're a goofball! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

The range of how good or bad your workday could be is very different for some people. My worst day isn't anywhere close to yours. And my best day couldn't compare to the joy of saving someone. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Daaaaaammmn. Those are incredible. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

The exploding men's room toilet accompanied by the fire alarm was a nice touch yesterday, as well as the alarm encore and evacuation today... They must really like to start the day with a healthy 90 degree sauna temperature in the office - it's the only reason I can think of for the quirky air conditioning system... Quick! Build an analysis model for the first time while we pepper you with unrelated distractions! Stop! Do this other thing instead! Now I don't need that, do you have the other thing done yet? Of course you need to complete field travel this month! Betcha can't read my mind, but I'm gonna make you try! Why isn't this report I asked you for at the last possible minute perfect? It's not like it's HARD or anything... Meetings are more fun without agendas or time limits. Upgrade? Why? Is it broken? No, it's just fine, just like it's been since 1995. Naming convention? Standardization? Nope. Never heard of 'em. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

OMG! Hey Sky!!

My mom was there, attending UT at the time. It was unlike anything they'd known or conceived of... shattering confusion, panic, death from above. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

huh? I don't think I have a problem being honest with myself or those around me... of course now I'm just arguing... Well stop it! You're mucking up the point we both agree on! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

not balls... just honesty... being honest can be hard for some people... That's my point. It wouldn't take balls if it was easy to face yourself. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

BWAHAHAHA!!! That would ROCK! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?