Justifying conscription to promote the cause of liberty is one of the most bizarre notions ever conceived by man! Forced servitude with the risk of death and serious injury as a price to live free makes no sense.

There will one day spring from the brain of science a machine or force so fearful in its potentialities so absolutely terrifying that even man the fighter who will dare torture and death in order to inflict torture and death will be appalled and so abandon war forever.

For centuries the death penalty often accompanied by barbarous refinements has been trying to hold crime in check yet crime persists. Why? Because the instincts that are warring in man are not as the law claims constant forces in a state of equilibrium.

Dating is kind of hard. Like dinner or something like that. Like a forced awkward situation is very strange. Especially for me for some reason.

If a cow walked into this room I'd probably walk out. I could milk it but my dad never forced me to do a lot of chores like that mostly because he loved doing it himself.

My dad served in the Air Force as ground crew for several years and doesn't really talk about it. I know that it's there. I think my main thing about direct or indirect experiences as near to home as it were is the idea of self-sacrifice really.

Dad went to Canada to learn how to fly with the Royal Canadian Air Force. He took me on my first airplane ride where I could have a hand on the stick.

My mom and dad met at UCLA when he as a captain in the Air Force and she was in her junior year.

Before breaking into music I had various jobs: forklift driver driving a courier. But I was forced into working rather than doing it off my own bat because that was my dad's way: you got a job and paid your way.

Don't force your kids into sports. I never was. To this day my dad has never asked me to go play golf. I ask him. It's the child's desire to play that matters not the parent's desire to have the child play. Fun. Keep it fun.