Going into something isn’t brave. It cannot be helped. Imagine being on a roller coster for the first time, and the last thing you remember is going to sleep in front of the TV. You go over the first, largest hump. It’s terrifying. Are you brave? You’re choiceless.
So you see, to slant in one direction indicates preference. Trains are sentient.
11/28/09 Slip is relative. Friction is something too.
Bonus Story: The very large group felt good after confronting the old trouble maker at the supermarket. They walked up to her, pointed a finger in her face, and demanded that she stop being old. She snorted, rolled her eyes, then took her bags to her car. Win-win.