It's Elphaba again! Sorry this is going up a day late, but I haven't had time to write at all this past week. By the way, I now have a title for this column: "Friday's Feature"! This week's topic: maturity.
Maturity can be kind of subjective, can't it? For example, the government thinks that a person is mature enough to vote and serve in the military by the time they're 18. However, I can think of a LOT of people who are way over 18, and (in my opinion) should not be let near a firearm, nor do they care about politics (yet they still vote). I can also bring a few people to mind who are younger than 18, yet are politically aware enough to make an informed desicion about voting, and who would do fine in the army.
Then there's maturity for someone's respective age. How mature should someone be when they're 10? Fifteen? Twenty? Etc.? Who decides how mature a person should be at a certain age? How old they should be when they "grow up"?
There are so many different definitions of maturity, too. There's maturity as in a person's personality and behavior, or as in content of a movie or book, or simply age, plus a million others! According to one definition of maturity, a fifteen-year-old boy may be "mature", simply because he's reached his 15th birthday. However, when it comes to his personality and character, he may be entirely immature--he may laugh at what the MPAA rating system calls "rude" humor, or show disrespect to his teachers and other authority. So is he mature?
Hurray for questions that don't have a concrete answer! What do you think?
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No questions have a concrete answer, it's all what you make of it. The key is to ask the right questions and thus you find yourself exploring many answers that pose interesting questions of their own. The only apparent concrete is you and you base your decisions off the fact of who you are. I like your line of questioning here and to be honest it reminds me a bit of myself back when there was no rather pleasant site as we know it and it was just Earth Database, Collide Files (although at the time I believe it was titled something different). What I believe I'm saying here is that I'm happy we acquired you as an author on the blog and it's always nice to have more perspective. Now all you need to do is solve that issue of who exactly I am ;) your efforts do not go unnoticed although I must admit that being anonymous is kind of nice for a change.
Why, thank you, Met. That was kind.
Although, I'm wondering something now... HOW DID YOU KNOW I'VE BEEN FREAKING OUT, TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHO YOU ARE??? I know Reogan and Meta Knight already... does one of them have an extra account?!? Ugh, this is really gonna drive me up the wall...
However, it does give me something to think about, and I do thank you for that. :)
Simple; I'm well informed and I take notice in this rather amusing slope of events. I hope you don't kill me when you find out.
Even if you try to kill him, it will fail. I've been trying for years. He's too well hidden.
I don't plan on murdering anyone, but I will simply wait. And wait. And wait. And wai--TELL ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Someone needs a time out...
Nuh-uh.
Don't you dare talk back to an admin! Ever
*heavy sarcasm* Oh, no, what will I do. The big, scary admin that I can beat in an armwrestle is out to get me. Ahh.
There is a button, accesibnle only to admins, that can remove you. Eternally.
*blows raspberry* You'd need a new feature on Fridays. Plus I'd be sad. And make you feel guilty. :'(
You make a good argument. However...
REBUTTAL! I possess the capacities to create a Friday post. Though, in theory, there is a limit to the madness one blog can contain.
Yeah, but you already exceeded that limit. Not that you should kick me off... Seriously.
I'm still tempted }:)
NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Than take your time out. Five minutes, no talking.
Yay, my time-out was over 1 hour and 18 minutes ago! I can talk again!
I did my math correctly, right?
Yes, yes you did. You are now restored to full privileges.
Hurray!
I have to laugh, trying to count how many times I've almost gotten kicked off the blog... *mischeivous grin*
Oh Miss Elphaba, what a fun, dangerous game for you to play.
We all play a dangerous game do we not?
Yes, but I play it with other's lives, not mine. Far more fun that way.
And I play to lose.
*creepy organ music* Dun, dun, DUNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have sound effects now? Glorious!
*sigh*
Is the sigh a sound effect for me too?
What do you think?
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