Impulse diversion. That's my tactic. If I can wait it out maybe I can avoid indiscretion. That's pretty much all that keeps me in pants.
Life is happy, then it's sad, then it's over. My advice is to develop a thick skin and a good sense of humor. Do as I say, of course, not as I do. The idea of thick skin is just creepy. I know enough about hurt feelings to write a book.
My routine is to get up early to check our culture's new low. I sense a shift in the pendulum's swing. The evening news is full of nazis, lunatics and pussy grabbers. We've got an orange villain dealing with commies and his buddy, a talking turtle. Now, though, finally I think I hear the cavalry.