My friend Kel once gave me the ultimate litmus test: "Who gets the last Twinkie?"
He was talking about life with two siblings. "Yeah, your parents can say they love you all equally/the same/blah-blah all they want, but that doesn't answer the question of who gets the last Twinkie."
Politics may be the art of compromise--but at the end of the day, someone has to compromise more. Someone has to lose out on the last Twinkie.
It ain't gonna be pretty.
By the way--can you believe those things were invented in 1930? I would have thought 1950s for sure.
