Just some chick.
Natasha, thanks for this article on a topic many people don't know much about. Do you mind elaborating on the following (What barred the former foster parents from re-fostering, exactly?):
"Jacob’s former foster parents, who Pam says were excellent, will be barred from housing or adopting him. That's because their initial adoption petition was thrown out by the court as a result of Tina’s initial recovery."
I have friends on a couple sides of this debate. I know some foster/adoptive parents, and I know advocates for the birth parents. Any readers who are curious to read more in-depth about the foster care system in the US (and when/why kids are often reunited with birth parents) might like to read To The End of June by Cris Beam.
I will reiterate: Money is Fiction. It is given the value we believe in, no matter if you call it "fiat currency" or "flat slabs of gold". Just because it has no physical presence, does not invalidate it. On the other hand, you can indeed valuate it any old way you like. In Brazil, for example, they were suffering from spiraling uber-inflation, got themselves a bunch of economists together and said, " how do we stop this?" The answer was the RUV, the Real Unit of Value. Basically, a gallon of milk was one Real, and the minimum anyone needed to live on was assumed to be 1000 Reals a month. All other prices were attached to these figures, and pretty much everyone in the country decided to use Reals instead of Cruzeros.
Cruzeros were a shared delusion, now the Real is the shared delusion. Everyone just... decided to use a different money, so money isn't real.
If by "sane" you mean "shrewd," that'd be the distant rumble of an oncoming election you hear beneath their feet.
And Jan Brewer had put down the crack pipe and gone (back) on her meds. Truly, we live in wondrous times.
By KarenUhOh on Ask Polly: I Am Obsessed With My Boyfriend's Evil Ex-Girlfriend—And Her Blog! (And Their Dogs!)
The whole answer to this predicament is cats. You develop a healthy obsession with a couple lumps of furry furniture who pee in the house, make ghoulish faces when they smell poop molecules on the carpet, and whose idea of a laugh riot is digging their claws in your leg at 3:00 a.m., your SO's Ex won't want to have a fucking thing to do with you OR him/her.
By Niko Bellic on Ask Polly: I Am Obsessed With My Boyfriend's Evil Ex-Girlfriend—And Her Blog! (And Their Dogs!)
@Kate Baum@facebook OK, I admit I was a bit flip. Sorry. It's just that I've found that in my second marriage the very fact that my wife and I have already put the first one behind us is what has helped: we have learned from our mistakes, we "know better" now. To me, this situation is not matter of concern, and in fact, it's the marriages between two young and inexperienced people that are more worthy of concern and examination. Us two old farts will be just fine.
@Pixie Pie@facebook even if love involved dead cats?
Great review. This movie is a very sad and dark view of what that type of guy even wants. Those flashbacks seem so self-involved, and his general moping dickery goes unnoticed by the director. Does everyone want a hot virgin with no cellphone, friends or female sexual response? Does no one want a friend who says "stop jerking off to your phone." ? I found his treatment of Olivia Munn simply cruel. The more I think about it, the more this movie is making me crazy. I hope your moping is never sanctified and mine isn't either and we all laugh very hard.
Yes, his letters were terrible, but I took that to be because he was just a nebbishy sadsack. He is not a Hero. He's just a guy. (Who makes a fuckton of dollars pumping that shit out.) If it could happen to him, it Could Happen To You.
I think you're giving short shrift to her essential aliveness which to me was the main question of the movie. Is she real? She isn't just a machine. She can feel and want and ache and cheat and leave.
She's fucking alive dude.
I'm an anachronistic old fart, but I wish Woody Allen had made this film in 1973. Which I'm not sure he didn't.