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Mel got knocked up very early when out playing the field, then she went and murdered it before it all got ‘too real.’ Now her baby haunts her dreams, and she sees only perdition, there’s a reason we don’t kill kids, there’s a truth behind tradition. Allan called himself ‘open-minded,’ and said ‘he would never judge.’ He’d let anyone into his house, be they poor, homeless, or thug. One day he woke up and found he no longer had a television, still he refused to make judgements, blind to why it’s a tradition. Sue was an empowered type, she “did not need no man!” She went ahead and had a kid, to be raised by her own hand. But now the boy is out of control, and her pay-check’s but a pittance, with no husband to share the load, as was done by tradition. Mark was a male feminist who stood by to help his ‘girl.’ She was a strident activist, she was his entire world. Until he learned a Hell’s Angel upon his true love had ridden, there’s reason men should act like men, not by chance is it tradition. Jane, she was a young GI, one of the very few women who had passed the tests Aal male soldiers must do. Where her squad was over-run, her captors laughed in derision, She knew what they planned for her, a dark and horrible tradition… Rick was a damn millionaire, quite blessed by inheritance, never had to work a day, nor a toiling hour spend. Still he sent out resumes, surrendered to the repetition, to have no task would drive him mad, he needed that male tradition. Sure we know some had to go, discrimination comes to mind, but the bulk of them still remain, and I think most folks will find these ideas stand the test of time, face Darwinian competition, those that survive all the world’s trials are entrenched as tradition. To seek change for it’s own sake, is a foolish waste of time, a vanity of success and wealth, a byproduct of good times. But this world is a ruthless thing, with nonsense it’s not smitten, to survive at all is a great fight, your best weapons are traditions.
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