arguing like a Beaglestonian gentleman

My point was exactly that we, gentlemen of the Institute, whose words thunder across a trembling nation,  should avoid slippery slope arguments.  But Beagles is correct that we should also avoid slippery slopes themselves.  Well here in the heartland the ground is nice and flat like God intended (how hilly is it on the top of the hat on top of the hat on the top of Michigan? (a nifty little phrase I always thought, though it doesn't seem to have caught on.)), and there are no surges so slippery slopes are easy enough to avoid.

Speaking of arguments I don't like another is so is your mother.  Like when one party does something the other party doesn't like (holding up a nominee for example) and the other party complains, the first party says well you did the same thing last year.  The thing is if it was wrong for the second party to do it, isn't it also wrong for the first party to do it?  Well the way it goes in politics is always that  when the other party did it it  was wrong, but when your party is doing it the circumstances are a bit different and so it is right.

It's a bad argument because on the one hand two wrongs don't make a right (though maybe they do now in the quantum foam) and on the other hand no two situations are the same.  And anyway if you are arguing the merits of your proposal you shouldn't be bringing other crap into it.  What is important is how your proposal stands alone.  And, for instance, going on about what a commie or a fascist the guy who objects to it is, is not an appropriate response.

Thus do I thunder to the trembling nation early this late summer morning.

If you are the only person in the world there is no reason to compromise, no reason even to talk about it, and if you are an absolute monarch there is no reason to either, well maybe there is, more than one Grand Poobah has ended up with his head on a pike.  I reckon Beagles would like to light up in front of the tv watching the Bloomberg report and the weather, but Miss Hypothetically would rather not have a smelly house, so he goes out to the garage and gets to smoke his cig and Miss Hypothetically gets a sweet smelling house and nobody ends up with their heads on a pike and all is serene in the freehold.

That third bathroom thing is a little weird mainly because how many transgender kids are there?  But it seems like a reasonable compromise to keep peace in the school.  But for some that wasn't enough and they wanted the kids to go to the bathroom they thought they should,.  Well I think that's fine for adults, and probably it's alright with kids, but probably not with the parents of some of the kids and it  makes a big brouhaha.  One of the less endearing traits of us liberals is to hector others for not being tolerant enough, and one of the less endearing traits of the conservatives is to scream that the world is ending because of some sinful excess of the liberals.  A lot of fire here about something that only involves a few people, and, I don't know, I refuse to get too excited.

Speaking of Grand Poobahs apparently I am merely a Poobah to Beagles, the founder's, Grand Poobah because I don't get any emails and I don't have a comments thing to click on the left border of the screen.  Perhaps the Grand One will tell us which posts have comments or maybe just copy and paste them into his post.