Jonathan: Daddy, I need a drink of water.
Me [rhyming & teasing]: OK, then. A drink of water for my daughter.
JB: Daaadddyyyy! I am not your daughter.
Me: Well then what are you?
JB: I'm a kid.
Me: Are your sisters not kids also?
JB: No.
Me: Your sisters are not my kids?
JB: No. I'm your kid. My sisters aren't kids.
Me: Says who?
JB: No one.
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Unlike my ancient predecessor, this Tullius hasn't had his hands chopped off. With hands attached I offer my thoughts on philosophy, religion, politics, and whatever else I find worth mentioning. I'm conservative religiously and politically (with libertarian leanings). I value reason and freedom but also traditions and "Oldthink." I relish being on the wrong side of history when history is wrong--part of a philosopher's job is to be unpopular. (Views given here may not represent my employers')
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