Day after day, week after week - the same chant pours forth. The form may vary by a word or two, but always it harps upon a common theme. The theme of the month or half-year might change, but the condescending manner never does, nor does the superior attitude that does not brook the facts of reality, since it works from a pre-determined conclusion.

It is no wonder that so many sacrifice good proportions of their monthly salaries to avoid daily harping.

I'm not going to put anyone else through that misery - ever.

Don't ever let the kiddies know, or they might run away from home.