Following from the previous flirtation with therapy, here was an obvious cry for help. Well, at least before it was edited to smooth over any potentially icky feelings or reveal any deep-seated inner truths. Ha ha - just joking.
But seriously, I had been recently invited to attend an informal men's discussion group (first up, Jordan Peterson, so, not only no, but hell no), which I declined largely on account of a longstanding observation that, in my experience, whenever I wish to seek personal change and/or address any issues, the one demographic I sure as hell won't seek enlightenment, insight or advice from would be the one source of everything toxic and wrong and worst examples of healthy anything. Try listening to another perspective if you want to learn something, especially about yourself. Besides, it only costs a nickle.
Bonus trivia round: For those of our viewers keeping score at home, there's an obscure homage with a line from Scorsese's "The Departed" - one of Jack Nicholson's infamous rewrites.
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