Parenthood is the opiate of the masses.

We hear the ambient noise of children singing. We hear lions and tigers roar. Hyenas laugh. Some jungle bird or howler monkey declares its existence, screeching a maniac's gibberish. Our entire world, always doing battle against the silence and obscurity of death.

Sometimes you do something, and you get screwed. Sometimes it's the things you don't do, and you get screwed.

You turn up your music to hide the noise. Other people turn up their music to hide yours. You turn up yours again. Everyone buys a bigger stereo system. This is the arms race of sound. You don't win with a lot of treble.

Just for the record, the weather today is increasing turmoil with a possible physical and emotional breakdown.

This isn't about guilt or innocence, he says. The dinosaurs weren't morally good or bad, but they're all dead.

There are a lot of things we don't want to know about the people we love.