Formspring me! (Anything at all. Dirty thoughts allowed.)
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I’ve blogged my answer here:
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Sorry, but I can only answer questions that actually make some sort of sense.
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Ah, Berge. Remember that one. Pleasant fellow, ain’t he?
Thank you for the kind words. Hope you enjoy my little blog, and I always appreciate a connoisseur recognizing good head-wear. ;-) -
Cuz if I only let my friends ask me questions, I might as well not have a Formspring. ;-)
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Just my name, and no "written by" subtitle.
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Frasier, hands down.
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I have many, but I would say that few make me more nostalgic than the two weeks or so we spent at Puerto Rico, thanks to a generous offer by Corning Cable Systems, where my dad used to work. I know we only saw the touristic areas, but it was damned beautiful. And, oh, that beach.
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I can safely say ‘none’. I know that even most skeptics have some lingering superstitions, but I honestly don’t know of any that I have, at least not consciously.
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Puerto Rico. Best two weeks of my life.
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Jeez, where in the heck are you getting these questions? :P Anyway, I’d call it average, tenor, and relatively talented. Nothing particularly unique.
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I have absolutely no idea.
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Well, you're only my friend insofar as I follow you because of PetiChan and we share jokes or little RPs every now and then. :P But I s'pose turning into an ass would indeed make me cut ties, as it would with anyone else. Just be a generally decent guy and I'll keep following you. :)
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Lesse. In the 1950s, they thought the year 2000 would have flying cars and Martian colonies. So … you can probably stipulate from that.
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[Meaning friend wants to end his relationship and wants my help to do it.]
Well, if he’s my friend and if I do minimally care about his mate, then I’d have no problem doing some of the work if he honestly requested it. As long as there’s no dirty tricks or backstabbing or anything – those merit an instant “no, take care of your own mess” – then I’d see it as just helping out a friend. Though, my friend would have to be there with me as I do it. I’ve no intention of passing for the sole conveyor of bad news.
As for how I’d do it, I believe that frankness is usually the best answer to get things resolved quickly, if not always smoothly. I’d tell the mate (with my friend nearby) that my friend asked me to inform him (mate) that my friend just doesn’t love him anymore and wants to split up. I’d say so politely and relatively gently, of course, but that would be the gist of it. Any further action would depend entirely on the mate’s reaction, though if it gets too wild or annoying, then I’ll back out and leave my friend to take care of his grumpy newly-ex-mate. I’m fine with helping out, but if it gets too irritating, it’s not worth it for me. -
No, and because A) there’s zero credible evidence in support of the existence of ghosts, and B) souls also don’t exist (for the same reason), so there’s nothing to actually “make” ghosts from.
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Firstly, I’m all for open relationships. It’s a fantasy to believe that anyone who enters a romantic relationship with someone else will always be able to be sexually satisfied with that one person. Fact is: Some people are just horndogs. They can be great people overall, nice and smart and caring and all that, but have an overactive libido that cannot be sated by just one (averagely sexually active) person. So, the way I see it: If Person A enters a loving relationship with Person B, but still wants more sex than Person B can reasonably offer, then I see no moral issue with the idea of Person A going out and fucking other friends or even strangers, as long as they return to their one lover at night.
I don’t know if it’s just me, but I have no difficulty in separating sex from love. It’s perfectly reasonable for someone to have unloving but nevertheless enjoyable sex with other people they trust (or, if they’re particularly promiscuous, strangers at bars and so on), and still go home to the one person in the world who won their heart’s affections. Some people have sex with friends, not to make them lovers, but just for the sake of physical intimacy with people they like very much, even if they aren’t a couple. In the end, sex is just physical fun, when you get down to it. It’s who you have it with, and what sort of emotions go into it, that matter. Anything else is just details.
Of course, though, a large majority of people are opposed to their sexual/romantic partners gamboling around with others, so if Person A wants an open relationship but Person B doesn’t and asks Person A to remain exclusive to them, then the onus is on Person A to decide which matters more: their potentially insatiable libido, or their relationship with Person A.
Finally, regarding which I would prefer: Obviously, I hate being controlled, even (or especially) by those I love, so I would indeed prefer it if anyone I’m in a relationship with were okay regarding open relationships. Not that I, myself, would want to go out and fuck other people all the time; it’s really mostly a matter of principle to me. But, if my partner did request or demand that I stay “faithful” to them, then I would most likely have no problem sacrificing some out-of-relationship sexual adventuring in order to preserve my bond with the person I love. It would be an easy price to pay for me. -
Ah, understandable then. :) Me, as I’ve mentioned, I’m not a furry, myself, though I love the fandom. I couldn’t say exactly how long I’ve been browsing furry stuff (not like I memorized the date =P), but it’s been at least two or three years, now, easy. I joined roughly a year before YiffStar converted to SoFurry and started posting my stories/art/music then.
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Actually, I don’t consider actually myself to be a furry. I have no fursona or anything like that. I just love the fandom, find a lot of like-minded folks there, and enjoy much of the art and stories. (I wouldn’t go to any cons, but mostly because of my social phobia … heh.)
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My dancing career ended the day I ate part of the concrete floor with my front tooth when I was about 5. So, no.
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Joé McKen’s Bio
Saint-Eustache, Qc, CA
Young liberal atheist in Québec. Moral relativist, skeptic, writer, composer, sketcher, enemy of stupidity. Armed with a blog and a twitchy snark finger.

