Why — WHY — have we decided that a normal, natural way of sluffing out toxins is somehow absolutely wrong?

If we go ahead and cry, we’ll be better for it, and able to get on with the job. The “good cry” always puts the weeper back on his or her feet, refreshed and unbound by tension or depression.

Then again, our culture has decided sex and masturbation are evil. We are such a screwed-up species.

If we drive somebody to weeping, we might consider it just preparation for something we may not like to receive. And be prepared to do a litle crying, ourselves.

Oh, wait. I just ‘splained it to myself.