I think there is nothing wrong with gun-dealers setting their own restrictions on who can buy, car dealers asking to see a license first, vicars asking your age before marrying you, mothers not letting Johnny out after 8pm. I mean if I was selling thermonuclear weapons I would only let someone with a million in the bank get near my compound, better yet, require them to show me proof of age. OK jokes over. If someone on a street corner will not sell to you, go to another corner instead, kicking up a fuss actually gets you noticed by ALL-THE-RIGHT people.
Google plus is not for kids (at this time, or probably never). Some people have their lives ahead of them and do not need it spoiled all in one go, I think FACEBOOK have proved your point for you. Something that happened in the last 20 years is how the amount of time between a desire in the heart and actually engaging ones brain has not shrunk as much as it should have in a time when things do really happen much faster.
(IMAG0017.jpg, a photo by zaphodikus on Flickr.)
Chat(s) says I?
I hate ruining the moment, fighting is the word I really want to chat about. Mine fight and argue a lot - a bit like their dad you could say. A lot. So how can I stop it, I mean that it means I have to change my own attitude to problem resolution. The problem is that I can never be wrong!
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