Paul is very much in need of a Men's Studies course....
For our generation, caught between Generation X and the Millenial Generation, tradition means very little. Sometimes it seems too quaint, too timeworn. At some point in modern history, there must have been a collective idea that tradition equalled stability equalled progress equalled success. Those who bought into tradition like it was a blue-light special were disappointed when the mere enacting of tradition failed to open the gates to the promised land. Personally, I have a healthy cynicism toward certain traditions, and it's never come back to haunt me. If I were a train, I'd be happy on my tracks right now. Hey wait, I AM a train! Damn, I've got coal to haul and whistles to blow. Load me up with toxic waste. Get me off this blog, it ain't Union Pacific...choo choo choo choo all aboard...
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