Not much more than a sophist can excrete - other than sophistry. The world has gotten in my way most of the last few years. Raising chillens is a lot harder than I ever expected. Throw in the "special needs" stuff to the equation, the endless stream of therapists, etc... Piaget be damned.
Ummm. I'm working very hard at turning chicken shit into chicken salad on daily basis. Years are starting to rush ahead. You know, the typical stuff.
I don't pontificate much any more, it bores my wife and kids. I shop a lot.
Heh, life ain't so bad...
As in most of your correspondences, I send out my perfunctory "natch" back at you per all things politico. As I've said many times as my alter ego, I'm already on the dark side. Come over to my world, Ashton. Nihilism is nothing. Come with me to non-existentialism (ie "I think, therefore: I don't). Living is easy with eyes closed...