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The problem is that a large minority of these “adults” are choosing not to work or have a career, not to date, not to own many possessions and to not have a family. They want to earn the minimum amount possible to survive and then live life on the internet.

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I obviously can't speak to everybody who's in this situation, but when I decided to become a minimalist (way before it was cool, obviously), it was because I couldn't stand the thought of funding all of the immoral shit that go…

Thats all fine and good if they are willing to make a go at it on their own, leave the system and set up an alternative society, but this is whining and quitting.

Yes, society failed them, but do something about it. Playing video games in your basement and ignoring life because "it sucks" was never an option in human history.

You had to do something about it.

You are talking about a time when people had a more aggressive, even defiant, attitude towards life. The problem now is that these people are demoralized. They see no solution, no way out except the "reset" button of death. They need guidance from us that will match their reality enough for them to pay attention to it.

I was born in a time when it was work or starve. No choice. When my grandfather went down a coalmine at age 8, his mother was glad to get his paypacket. We didn't consider choice. Knew we had none if we wanted to survive. My grandmother took in laundry and cleaned houses to feed her nine children. They ate pigeons. For Christmas we recieved nuts and oranges. Fruit a luxury after WW2 in England. Rationed..everything was for 10 years. No choices.

My grandad trapped rabbits to feed the family. My first wife had a brother who owned a pet rabbit. He paid about $300 for medication for this rabbit when it got sick. This was in the 80s. I laughed my ass off at the stupidity of spending $300 on a rabbit. That's just me thinking about my grandad feeding the family with trapped rabbits while this kid spends $300 to cure a fricking rabbit. I know. Perspective is everything.

It's like my dog. I love him but he's 14. I'm not going to spend thousands…

Best news from the Vatican was when the Pope said dogs go to heaven. I'm not Catholic but I loved him for that.

Sometimes I think my dog will go to hell....he attacked a deer....just a baby...but he was bred to kill. He's a cross between a Yorkshire Terrier and a Jack Russell Terrier. That's a lot of terrier in an 18 pound package. Genetically modified dog. I love him but by human standards he's a nasty little bastard. I'll miss him terribly when he passes. We have a bet amongst my friends about who will die first, my dog or I. I didn't even want a damned dog. My wife and kids wanted a dog. Now he's my dog and he's my best friend.

I had a 5lb Yorke. Most vicious dog I have ever owned. She attacked a Husky while with my daughter. Husky won. In hospital a week. Stood in the window, they go to the floor, tubes sticking out from her, Husky walks by she barks and growls. Just wait until I get out of here. Of course raised in Scotland to attack the rats that went under the looms. My husband would say if that dog was any bigger she would be dangerous. I named her Tipperary. My Granda used to sing the song "Its a long way to Tipperary" Good memory.

There's something so admirable about the little sods. They're so cocky and fearless. Bentley is my first dog. I grew up in a 'cat' family.

When we first received Bentley (from a co-worker who had to leave him at home alone all day. making him unhappy) we didn't get along. He would bite me and I regret to say that I hit him.

I'm sorry Bentley. I didn't hit him hard. It didn't matter anyhow. He still bit me. I didn't know dogs. He sleeps with me now. When I get up, he gets up. If I go outside, he g…

I often wonder if Yorkies have zero idea about how small they are. They are David attacking Goliath. They must have heard the story. Tippy lived to be 17. Thank you your story was the most upbeat I have read all week.