The CMC Celeb section features interesting personal stories and there is no better celeb to start with than Isaac Goldberg. Isaac, a senior from Scarsdale, NY, is a passionate Democrat. He is majoring in Government with a sequence in Leadership. Isaac spends his free time playing on the CMC Regulators baseball team. He is the President of the Democrats of the Claremont Colleges and has political experience that would make most CMCers drool. Isaac has worked a number of internships. Notably, he has worked for two Congressional campaigns and on the Democratic Senatorial Campaign Committee in Washington, D.C. Most impressive of all, Isaac was offered the unique opportunity to work on Barack Obama’s 2008 bid for the White House.

To get to know Isaac better, the Forum asked him a set of six questions that can be found in all future CMC Celeb articles:

“The Six”

1. What are the top 5 most played songs on your iTunes?

1. Thunder Road, Bruce Springsteen
2. Cotton Fields, Credence Clearwater Revival
3. The Weight, The Band
4. You Don’t Know How it Feels, Tom Petty
5. Perfect Gentleman, Wyclef Jean

Rain stinks. There is, however, a lighter, fluffier, more exhilarating alternative just 20 minutes from campus. Mount Baldy, shrouded by clouds on dismal days, currently boasts a packed power base of three to five feet, 26 runs covering 800 acres and 2,100 vertical feet, and a bounty of thrills that will make you forget those winter blues. Baldy’s rugged terrain of Middle Earth-esque peaks and gnarled trees heavy with snow, in addition to its rustic, vintage vibe, make this mountain worthy of your skis or board.

If you’re in search of immaculately groomed runs, cozy gondolas to carry you to the summit, and an assortment of gourmet snacks (*cough* ski snob): Baldy is not the mountain for you. What you need in order to leave the slopes satisfied are a positive attitude and a low-maintenance personality. From the moment you pull into Baldy’s parking lot on a weekend morning, your sense of adventure will be tested. Plan to arrive at the mountain no later than 9 a.m. to avoid hiking with your gear to the ticket booth. Pilgrims seeking snow from gritty Los Angeles clog the road and parking lots on weekends, but an earlier arrival should allow you to snag a prime spot. Lift ticket prices vary with age, time of the season, and whether you’re skiing for a half or full day. (Tip: head to Baldy on your birthday for a free lift ticket!) The best deal, at $34, would be to ski for a half-day on a non-peak or holiday weekend.

After purchasing your ticket, prepare yourself for a giant leap of faith. The lift ride from Baldy’s base to the main lodge is a rickety, nerve-wracking journey over a craggy ravine. So far, though, the lift’s safety has yet to falter. Just try not to look down, think happy thoughts, and be proud of yourself for getting out of bed before brunch has even opened. Once the lift drops you off at the main lodge, you can choose from an assortment of other lifts– all reminiscent of old park benches with lap bars– that will carry you up either of the two peaks.

Crowd-pleasing runs include Bonanza Bowl and Turkey Shoot, two Intermediate (“blue square”) runs with gorgeous mountain vistas, interesting glades to explore, and jumps for thrill-seekers. Some advice: don’t follow signs for South Bowl unless you’re armed with a compass and enjoy blazing your own trail. Some of the Expert (“black diamonds”) trails, like Skyline, Emile’s, and Andy’s Alley boast snow that you can carve through like butter under the right conditions.

“Being at Baldy after a huge snow, like I did last week, is incredible because the snow is so fresh and the mountain has great steep runs and back bowls where you can take advantage of the deep powder,” CMC boarder Charlie Walton ‘12 claims. Right after a huge storm is the best time to hit Baldy, so be sure to check weather conditions.

Still stuck in the pizza-and-french-fries mode on skis? Haven’t quite mastered the snowplow or falling leaf on a board? If you have no idea what these basic terms mean, don’t fret. Baldy has much more to offer than miles of challenging trails for the seasoned skier or rider.  Lessons are one option that you might choose; at just $30 for a 60 to 90 minute group lesson, you can be sure you’ll have fun, improve, and maybe even meet some new friends.  Private lessons are a bit pricier at $80 a pop, and having a group of fledgling ski bunnies to laugh with as you inevitably take a few spills on the mountain is a definite perk of the former option.

If you’re having any doubts, speak to Aaron Campbell ‘11, a CMC student and part of Baldy’s team of snowboard instructors last season. “It is so fun taking people on their first chairlifts and seeing them have the times of their lives when they get to the top,” Campbell fondly recalls.

Still not convinced that you should giv e Baldy a try? You don’t have an excuse to be a chionophobe (one who fears snow). Downhill tubing and sledding are two incredibly exciting, unchallenging, wallet-friendly activities. Tubing costs a mere $15 for a two-hour session, and sledding is entirely free of charge. Just grab a plastic saucer or toboggan and join the hoards of giddy urbanites frolicking in the snow on the side of Mt. Baldy Road. You won’t leave disappointed.

Whichever activity suits you best, a day spent at Mt. Baldy is well worth your time and effort. If for nothing else than to enjoy the fresh air and do some quality people-watching (ever seen an elderly bearded dude skiing in a full tuxedo?), a Mt. Baldy trip is an excellent way to burst the Claremont “bubble.” If you arrive at the mountain dressed in warm gear and equipped with a sense of adventure (or at least humor), you are sure to make unforgettable memories. “[Baldy] is definitely a very quaint ski area with a very rustic feel…very cool,” Walton ‘12 reflects. Next time the winter rains have you soaking and sad, head to the hills for a snow day at Baldy.

Check out the Mt. Baldy website for more information. See you on the slopes, CMC!

Perhaps it is just the advertisements. There is nothing quite like sharing a bag of Doritos while an ad for the pre-dipped tortilla chip fills the big flat screen small campus-lounge screen. I was satisfied, especially since this ad was my personal favorite last year (be sure to check it out in HD!):

You can check out more ads with this sweet feature from Hulu:

Yet I am torn over the diversity of Super Bowl watching parties. Don’t get me wrong, I still engage in them and plan to host my own this Sunday, but there is something sacred, ritualistic, and uniquely satisfying about yelling at my TV with true fans alone every Saturday and Sunday in the fall and early winter that is only completed by the stark contrast of my roommate’s watching “So You Think You Can Dance” and listening to atrocious 80’s R&B. Super Bowl Sunday brings an entirely different atmosphere, and I am not quite sure I like it.

This odd day in sports got me thinking: everyone loves the Super Bowl, but is that a good thing for hardcore sports fan like myself? Should I like that I get to watch the game with a big, excited audience, even if that audience might not understand or care about the game? Do I have the right to enjoy the most important day of the sports year without the casual and less than casual fans defiling my holy day? I don’t expect Super Bowl XLIV to be much of a game, so as Peyton Manning and the Colts steamroll the new “America’s Team,” the New Orleans Saints, I urge you to ponder whether this American tradition is a good thing (feel free to add yours below!). Here are some of my thoughts on the issue:

Pros

• That special someone of yours might actually listen to your rant on whether both feet were inbounds or whether the NFL should change to the college rules. This is probably the only time, so embrace it.
• There’s nothing like a room full of people, split on the team they are cheering for, jeering each other about a topic they know little to nothing about. It’s like your very own US Congress.
• Super Bowl watching parties are like potlucks, and the less the people care about football, the more likely they are to have actually made their contribution. Homemade cookies go a very long way to making anything bearable.
• The illusion of interest. I love thinking, even if it is just for a day, that people around here actually care about sports.

Cons

• The boisterous audience during play which hushes only on a break to commercials. Really? I mean I understand that the commercials are funny, but at least during the GoDaddy.com ad, let me talk about what just happened during the game — we all know no one is trying to listen to that ad anyway.
• With such a big crowd, the networks feel obligated to have some absurd, usually bad, and sometimes raunchy half time show instead of actually breaking down the game. Must they always pander to the lowest common denominator? They should reward the true fan for a dedicated season of watching and have a full halftime of analysis.
• Snack free-riders
• “No. The tight pants are not to show off their muscular legs.”
• It’s all a lie. Next September I will be watching my Florida Gators and Dallas Cowboys alone.

But even after weighing the pros and cons, there’s still glory to be had by at least one person after the game is over — check out the poll below:

Editor’s Note: This sports column is a regular feature from “The Nightcap” crew, a group of 5Cers who air a weekly radio talk-show on KSPC. You can listen in online at KSPC.org (click “Hear us Online via Live365”) every Monday from 8-10 PM.

The plan?  Deck the North Dorm courtyard out like the lair of a mad scientist.  With a host of science themed decorations and music provided by perennial favorite DJ, Mixed Reactions, the Mudd Goes Madd Party is slated for this Saturday evening.  But an event of this caliber doesn’t simply invent itself.  For that, much of the task fell to Harvey Mudd freshman Julius Elinson, who along with Jonathan Schwartz and a score of friends navigated the hassles of bureaucracy and fundraising to bring the plan to fruition.

“Mad scientists. It felt so right,” said Elinson, “It was surprising we hadn’t already done something like this.”

Mudders hard at work in preparation for the party. Photo credit: Daniel Crowley

The challenges of preparation can be hard for the uninitiated to appreciate.   Elinson began taking care of the laborious process required to hold an event this elaborate early in December.  There were several stages to the ordeal, beginning with budgeting.  Funds were needed to pay for alcohol, decorations, and music.  The social board had to grant approval, and then came the waiting.  As the 5C student governments gave funding to the event, Elinson had to be patient as his proposals were slowly accepted by all 5 colleges.  ”At Pitzer, I went to three different groups, there was some miscommunication, and I wound up having to go back a second or third time,” he explained, adding that all colleges contributed to the party funding, though some schools were more generous than others.

To help cover the cost of the party, Elinson and his co-conspirators also sold condoms in custom-designed wrappers at the Hoch-Shanahan Dining Hall at Harvey Mudd.  Available in a variety of bundles, the condoms have been wildly successful.  ”The general idea is t-shirts and shot glasses [at most parties], but we thought, ‘What’s cooler than a custom condom?’” said Elinson, who touted the merchandise as both humorous and useful.

The turnout could be fantastically high, with over 1100 students RSVPing as attending on the Facebook event and the party will occur regardless of weather, as the students have plans to cover the courtyard in the case of rain.  It’s comforting to know that regardless of what happens come Saturday night, the Mudders have made arrangements to keep us protected.

Billed by both the Ath and her own website as “the last protege of Ansel Adams,” Cook is clearly a talented photographer, and her work reflects her studies with Adams. For example, like Adams she shoots in black and white and does some landscape work. Beyond those base similarities, her work echoes the clean style, high contrast, and simple subject matter of Adams. Even if I didn’t think her art was notable — lots of important museums do; her works are part of the permanent collections at the Met, MoMA, and the Smithsonian, to name a few. Her art is not in question here, but rather her (in)ability to reveal something about herself and her work.

For her talk, Cook showed a number of her portraits (most of which, if not all, were readily available on her website) and said a few words on each photograph, sometimes only mentioning the subject’s name and occupation. That was it. Though her commentary revealed some clues as to her methods, working style, and occasionally short anecdotes about her notable subjects, she gave almost nothing of herself to the audience.

Katherine Graham, Jorge Louis Borges, Francis Crick, Merce Cunningham, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Jamaica Kincaid, Lillian Hellman, Sidney Janis, Philip Johnson and David Whitney, Francois Mitterrand, Dorothy Norman, Mirium Rothschild, Steven Spielberg, Dorothea Strauss, Maya Lin and Daniel Wolf — do those names mean anything to you? I only knew about 7 out of 17 of those names and I consider myself to be at least moderately culturally literate. How about a little context? A good speaker neither overestimates nor underestimates the audience’s intelligence (or in this case, cultural literacy). For an address to a school with limited theater opportunities, no arts programs, almost complete neglect for creative talents (save Ath events like this one), Cook might have tailored her comments to a more ignorant, but curious crowd.

Her background as a fine art photographer was also unclear. To have had the opportunity to photograph really important, influential individuals, such as the publisher of the Washington Post, a founding member of the Beat movement, the former president of France, and a three-time Academy Award winning director, one must ask– how? why? Cook never addressed how she was able to gain access to these individuals. For example, Cook photographed Michelle and Barack Obama in 1996 as part of her book featuring images of couples– how did the young politician and his wife come across her radar?

These were the only facts I could gather about her:  she had a wealthy background as her parents collected art and owned a De Kooning, she speaks excellent French, she’s well-traveled, and most importantly, she has friends in high places.  Now clearly not all speakers come to the Ath to talk about themselves, but at least they speak at length about their work, their research, their industry, or something, no?

Though Cook admitted that she chose an arbitrary title for her talk (“What is a portrait?”), her insight on what makes a good photograph was pretty unoriginal. “I felt like I revealed something of who he was,”  she said of photograph of a bookstore owner Jacob Zeiltin.  “He thought the portrait looked more like him than he did.”

Maybe I’m a jaded art history major, or maybe, Cook doesn’t have a whole lot to say and should stick to what she does best — taking beautiful portraits.

I got to look up at this every day-- the dome of the Capital building.

If you don’t know much about the program, here are the basics:  you work for 40+ hours a week at an internship of your choice.   You also take two seminar classes in the evenings once a week, usually on a Monday and a Thursday (no TNC, sorry). You write a semester-long research paper with minimal guidance on any topic under your major-related sun.[1] The internship, two classes, and paper total to a full semester course load.

I don’t think I need to tell government majors why they should do DC.  You applied to CMC because there was a Washington Program.  You’ve known you’ve wanted to work on the Hill/State Department/Human Rights Watch since your eighth grade field trip.  You read Politico Click religiously and you don’t plan on making a huge mistake. Seriously, this is your paradise.  You will love it.  Start working on your application NOW.

However, if the idea of casually bumping into John Boehner/Steny Hoyer doesn’t make you pee your pants, never fear.  I highly encourage non-majors to apply for the DC program.  Let’s face it.  Government spending amounts to +40% of GDP.   This means the government can wreak some serious havoc in your future career field, but you’re going to be a much more attractive job candidate once you understand how that works.

Sam Bastien, CMC ’11, is an economics-accounting major with a financial economics sequence.   After CMC, she hopes to work in finance, not government.  Attracted to the opportunity for work experience, she decided spend the fall 2009 semester on the Washington Program.

Most of her fellow bankers-to-be told her she was crazy.  “Some of the other economics majors questioned my rationale for going,” she told the Forum, “After all, I would fall behind in my finance classes.”

She got an internship at the Securities and Exchange Commission, where she was the only undergraduate intern.  “After the financial crisis, you have to realize that the federal government can make a huge impact in the world of finance if it chooses to do so.”  Her job focused on regulatory financial policy analysis and she was tasked with research projects on hedge fund legislation.  She attended House Financial Services Committee hearings and witnessed the “intense” testimony of Secretary of the Treasury Timothy Geithner on financial services reform and TARP.

Abby Woodruff, also CMC ’11, is a dual psychology-government major.  In DC, she worked at the Society for the Psychological Study of Social Issues, affiliated with the American Psychological Association.  DC may not be a natural choice for psychology majors, but Abby believes they should consider it, “If you want your research to affect change, you need to go out there and learn how change is actually made.”  Congress votes on bills with major social implications on a daily basis.  In order to create the best policy possible, committee members consider expert testimony from psychologists.  But after her time in DC, Abby noticed some of the shortcomings of the system, “There is a great deal of psychological research out there, but most of it isn’t being used. Lawmakers love to hear about the relevant research, but there aren’t a lot of people devoted to bringing it to policymakers in ways they can use it.”  For future psychologists, this step can be the key to helping people on a large scale.  It’s one thing to put your research in an academic journal to further future research, but it’s a whole different contribution to bring your research to policymakers and influence the way government affects our lives.

Any downsides?  Although Gov 20 is the only prerequisite, in reality Professors Spalding and Haskell teach the classes assuming you know more than “the basics.”  Since most of the program participants are government or international relations majors, they’re usually right.  But the limited class selection has discouraged some from applying in the past, and proved challenging to non-majors who choose to go in spite of this fact.

Looking back?  In the long run, missing out on a few finance classes was worth the valuable work experience.  Employers have rewarded Sam for her interesting, if unusual, choice.  Sam recently received a coveted summer job offer in Sales and Trading at RBC in New York, “My internship at the SEC and my research on hedge funds came up a lot in the interview.”

To begin with a few criticisms, the obviously ideological nature of the publication can at times lead the authors to ignore obvious realities.  For example, Karthik Reddy’s article on America’s recent turn to Keynesian economics, mentions that the stimulus may lead to “crowding out,” whereby public expenditures displace private investment by raising interest rates.  Yet he must be aware that interest rates remain near zero and simply refuses to include this uncomfortable fact while describing the danger of crowding out.  The publication also has no qualms about unappealing metaphors.  Though Liberty’s Last Stand surely takes pride in being controversial, Spencer Kline (an editor-in-chief) might have considered it prudent to avoid referring to cheap low-skilled labor as “the grease that keeps our economy functioning at peak efficiency.”

On the whole, however, Liberty’s Last Stand is enjoyable and worth reading. Ariel Katz has the courage to argue in favor of the legalization and state recognition of polygamy and Andrew Jarmon presents a persuasive case for abolishing the corporate tax.   These article in particular highlight the unique contribution a libertarian publication can make to campus discourse.  To be sure, many of the articles will find a receptive audience at the generally liberal Claremont Colleges.  Matt Fillipo’s manifesto for progressive libertarianism will speak to many students at the Claremont Colleges (and CMC in particular) who are staunchly opposed to Prop 8, but would like lower tax rates to keep more of their lucrative consulting salaries after graduation.  Additionally, Livia Romano’s article on the human suffering in Latin America caused by the War on Drugs is informative and interesting.  The international perspective is particularly appreciated, especially given how infrequently we Americans tend to examine the effects of our policies on other countries.  Liberty’s Last Stand also has a blog, Penguins in Claremont, which features a collection of posts that generally attack the anti-liberty policies of various governments.  Some of these posts are quite funny, such as one that mocks Australia’s selective crackdown on pornography with small-breasted women.

What does the future hold for Liberty’s Last Stand?  Though I wish the publication the best of luck, the Libertarian Club has limited membership to draw contributors from and organizing libertarians has been compared to herding cats.  With all but one of the writers being seniors, the publication will need to inspire new writers and editors if it wants to continue past May.

Disclaimer: I am friends with many of the Ron Paul fan boys who write and edit Liberty’s Last Stand.

“I’m about to teach your ass how to cook.” With those words, Coolio, of Gangster’s Paradise fame, began the first episode cooking show. Yes, he has a cooking show–you can find every episode on his YouTube channel, Cookin with Coolio. Coolio hasn’t had the best luck lately, what with his arrest for possession of crack cocaine or with his recent crowd surfing attempt (where, rather than catching him, audience members let him hit the floor and then stole his jewelry and shoes). On first glance, however, his luck seems to be changing with this new, critically acclaimed show.

Cookin with Coolio features videos that will guide you on your quest to make “Soul Rolls,” “Swashbuckling Shrimp,” and the like. Unlike traditional cooking personalities, however,  Coolio uses less than official cooking terms, such as “a dime bag of pepper” and a “pooch of salt,” as well as random interjections of “Shakazulu!” and “Taste Good, Look Good…IS GOOD.” He is joined in every episode by his cooking “girls.” He also swears quite a bit, so you may want to keep down the volume if grandma is around.

In this episode he kidnaps a college student and shows him how to make “Fork Steak.” Yum.

Check out Coolio’s “Flavor Gun” that he gets in the episode in which he makes “Fall off the Bone Chicken”:

Oh yeah, you can buy his cookbook, “Cookin With Coolio, 5 Star Meals at a 1 Star Price,” which is probably one of the funniest cookbooks I’ve ever read.

Shakazulu!

I can’t think of a real good reason to get bikini waxes. Yet, every four weeks I pay $60 to sit through 25 minutes of often-excruciating pain and awkward conversations with my waxer. Even if it is appreciated by my sexual partners, the pain and expense is always one-sided because there is no real expectation for guys to groom themselves. I could shave, but the results are far from ideal (and I really don’t feel comfortable using sharp dangerous objects in those hard to reach places!).  So I go get waxed. I feel like it is a requirement and that if I didn’t, I would be undesirable. Is all of this trouble really worth it, and do guys really care as much as we think they do? And if so, why is it so unsexy for a woman to look like a mature woman and not a prepubescent girl??

Mole Rat,

Ahh pubic hair, my favorite. Honestly, I have no idea why guys don’t like it. I mean, Jesus, the audacity people have these days to turn down an A+ whisker biscuit. Who created these norms anyway, the Taliban? That’s worth an invasion in itself. Just think of all the cancer patients that dream about having a big ole haystack between their legs. It’s sad really, a reality nonetheless.

My lady, your question fits nicely into the vast category that is gender inequality, the majority of which are based on unjustified, misogynistic, and oppressive social norms– the motivation behind feminist force. And for that, on the behalf of men, I am sorry. Sorry that it has become an expectation rather than a choice based solely on your personal preferences. However I wonder if it is actually a huge hindrance for all women? I don’t have a vagina, but I imagine that for many women, pubie shaving is just part of a weekly process that simply requires a little more effort and finesse than the legs.

In contrast to the opinions of my alter ego in paragraph one, I think many men prefer little to no hair for a few reasons. One is that oral sex on an unkempt woman is about as appealing as bobbing for apples in a Marks Hall toilet. If she’s not a Fuji, forget it. And this isn’t a double standard, because men have outies, which means that unless the guy has a daffodil in the Amazon, your contact with his curls is minimal. Although I will note, not all men share an interest in naked vag. In fact, many are weirded out by naked kitties, the association to a child too close for comfort.

Another reason is aesthetic appeal. Fair or not, the norm of naked is trim and cute, for both sexes. For the most part, sexual media is cleanly cut, and as products of our culture, we seek to imitate what we are told is attractive.

As for the men you think lack the pressure to tidy their thicket, I say you might be hooking up with the wrong dudes. I’m not really the expert on the norms of male grooming, but if the rogue locks on my bathroom floor denote anything, it is that men are doing some sort of deforestation. I doubt many men practice testicular waxing, but who can blame them, that would be like trying to pull gorilla glue off silly putty. Scrotums would age thirty years in one wax.

Who knows, you might try sprouting a few, or you may find your Brillo pillow less comfortable than a clean canvas. In the end, like most things in life, it is only worth it if it makes you happy. If a man finds he is ready to judge you on your Velcro love triangle, he probably isn’t the right guy for you. So do what feels good, and be sexy.

A Mitch

Dear A Mitch,

Over the past few months I have successfully abandoned all of my morals and completely lost any trace of dignity I once had.  I never imagined I would be the type of person to cheat, much less the type of person to ruin someone else’s relationship, and yet, that is exactly the position in which I now find myself.  I met this older guy, fully aware of his marriage from the very beginning, and immediately felt the attraction.  It didn’t take long for things to spiral completely out of control.  Before I knew it, we were sneaking around at all hours of the night and slipping out of sight in public places when a familiar face was spotted.  I cringe every time I think of the reality of this situation; I pretty much feel sick all the time now, and yet I cannot get this man out of my head.  I have a lot of anger toward him and myself, but I’m not totally sure I want to end our secret relationship.  What should I do?

Commandment Breaker,

Hell is not as cool as religion has made it out to be. Fire, demons, soul wrenching pain, yeah right. Try stale hot dogs, plaque colored clouds, and ShamWow-endorsed curtains. You’ll go crazier than I do reading the serious comments on satirical YouTube videos. Sexyphatgurl16 says: Aww hells naw that ain’t reel!

Soo, it sounds like you are in a love affair without a love song, in a habit of having what you don’t want? Maybe an affair with no love or music at all, just the hot/cold rhythm of half-clothed lust, hips humping until your passion resolves into self-loathing guilt. Whatever it is, he is a drug, and you are addicted. He is immediate gratification, a temptation with high highs, and low lows, and he’s going to drag you down emotionally until you realize the chances of this ending well are about small as the sober population at Thursday night Snack.

You are either going to be the other woman, the woman he leaves his wife for, or just maybe the woman his wife goes to jail for murdering. Who knows? But if you have some little fantasy about him leaving her for you, remember relationships based on lies and betrayal are about as strong as underwear elastic on Tequila Tuesdays. Someone’s getting fucked.

Look, I know you hate yourself for what you are doing. It is easy to fall into a groove of I already did the deed, might as well do it again. I imagine that is how old people get boring. Frasier reruns again? But see, the difference between another booty call for you and another for your lover is ultimately your happiness. Your happiness comes first. I don’t mean in a selfish way, just that a healthy mindset is generally a happy one, and your hotel hookups aren’t helping. Why perpetuate this vicious cycle of internal disappointment?

You want change? Nothing is more powerful than a woman who knows what she wants. You gotta gather the strength to look him dead in the eyes and say you are done disrespecting yourself, and moreover,  done disrespecting this woman who is currently steeping in the saliva of her husband’s mendacious debauchery. So invite him to coffee on a weekend afternoon. Be as blunt as you can about it, but try to stay away from voicing your opinions about his morality. Mold the discussion around your needs. Calling him a bad person might be what you really want to say, and it is deserved, but it is only going to rile him up. Plus, if I’m not mistaken, you’re kind of in the same canoe with him.

So just tell him how you feel, how angry you are with yourself when you sit panty-less and empty after his lunch break. You dominate the discussion, because in the end, this needs to be over, not adjusted. There is nothing he can say to change the situation and when you successfully relay this, hopefully he will grasp your message, no matter how disillusioned he is about his own reality.

A Mitch

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