I never expected the anal PROBE (questions)
I can go high or low. My sensibilties run from bone dry, ostensibly clever stuff to the lowest common denominator. But if I have to choose I'll go low every time. The MTV USA show Jackass is a good example: they did a skit where they pretend to run over a shopping cart with a child in it--I howled, even as the unwitting observers fairly lost their minds over it.
Or North Dakota, whichever one basically made abortion illegal unless a woman's uterine artery is spewing acid. I ain't going there. And I ain't gonna spread for no roses.
I think I'd like to go back to our Summer House in Rockway Beach, when I was perhaps 8 or 9. From time to time the Mas would get together and feed us as a brood. It was almost always a cauldron of boiled hot dogs with macaroni and potato salad. We'd eat on the front porch, hollering and laughing and carrying on. It was totally normal to us, but over the next several years I began to understand how exceptional our family life was there.
Potato (boiled, roasted, mashed, home fried, french fried, raw, baked). If that's not a veg for you, it'd be carrots: I still eat up to a pound of raw carrots each week.
I think--and this pretty much sums up my philosophy/ethos--we're here to make others' lives better--the world a better place, really. I try to remember that this should be my litmus test of people...not whether we agree, but whether we're both trying to make things better for others/something other than ourselves. It allows me to live along side folks with whom I have differences. As for people who I think reject this ideal (as opposed to those who endorse it though operationalize it badly), I have little time for them. Unless their lived experience is so fraught with suffering and misery that their reaction makes some sort of sense.
None. I'm a a socialist hedonist, what could defy that? Or did you mean defile....?