Out at the stables, Rageboy presents a little dressage. Four ponies trot in reasonable order around the training circle at the Mystic Bourgeoisie Stud. Odd names from the stud book… Maslow, Adler, Nietzsche, and Munch. Munch? Maslow appears to be the best collected. The others display flaws of gait and form that would perhaps have been correctable if sufficient dominance had been enforced early in their training. Never have I seen such a bunch of jigging, kicking, rearing, shying nags unless you count the recent post-modern crop from France.
I ran into a little domestic dominance story myself this week… A great dull witted but affable fellow, well muscled, with excellent competitive traits and a prime coat, spoke of his family. He has three children aged four, two, and one and his wife will soon deliver number four. He chuckled that after the latest was born there would be some surgery. He belongs to a christian cult that believes that birth control is sinful, but perhaps a little judicious tube tying… well, where’s the sin in that? It’s a pity really. I’ve met his wife, and the children are lovely. The dominance equation surrounding the choice of who sacrifices further reproductive capability in that relationship is awful.
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