Dear Daisy,
Why to people get body piercing?
(What is the psychology behind it?)
Jeff

Dear Jeff,
Have you ever received oral sex from a man with a pierced tongue? Well I haven't but it hear it's quite interesting. Either way it is all good on the reciprocation scale.

But if that alone isn't enough of an explanation, I'll provide others. Could it be that young people, those who are just "leaving the nest" and learning about how to take control of their own lives for the very first time, naturally seek out symbols which prove their mastery of their environment, even their own bodies? Could it be that young people, increasingly stuffed into indentity-draining school uniforms and barraged with images about how to and how not to look, desire to make their own statement of individuality? Could it be we're completing a cultural circle; many thousands of years ago abandoning rituals of pain through piercing only to seek the same now out of desire to rekindle those primitive emotions and revive our lost connection to the earth? Could it be that while the baby boomers learned to like oral sex, the X-geners are learning to love pain, S&M, BDSM, piercing and tattoos?
Or is it just something to freak the old people out?

Dear Daisy,
Why?
Rusty

Dear Rusty,
You're progressing well, my dear friend, and soon you will be studying the sound of one hand clapping but first you must successfully overcome the quintessential freshman philosophy-class quandary of "why?"

The question of "why?" has become clouded of late with the constant babbling of liquor merchants discouraging youngsters around the world from asking this question through their "Why ask why?" campaign. Apparently there's something in the answer of "Why?" which pits brew masters across this country against this four letter polemic. But we cannot begin to explore this issue until we understand why in the first place.]

Several years ago in the Los Angeles area a fellow, who'd already been turned away from the Air Force due to poor eyesight, decided he wasn't going to let a bunch of crew-cut Air Force recruiting lackeys keep him from realizing his dream of solo flight. Carefully affixing several weather balloons to his lawn chair, he seated himself along with a shotgun in one hand and a six pack in the other. A simple pull of a rope released him into the heavens but instead of floating a couple hundred feet above the ground he found his Coleman dirigible climbed to several thousand feet. And what's worse was he was quickly drifting into the landing pattern of Los Angeles International Airport. To make the long story short, he found his way down safely but when he was asked why he did it as he was being led away in handcuffs he replied, "A man can't sit around."
That, my radiant friend, is why. We exist to experience and learn what we can while we're on this mortal coil, not to let some money grubbing alcohol executive convince us that we should waste our days away guzzling their brew rather than living life to its fullest. Why ask why? Why not!

Dear Daisy,
When your use the bathroom (poop, take a dump, crapping, etc.) you know. How can you determine what the waste will be like? Exp. runny, hard, mushy, green, little nut-looking things in it. Could you please tell me? Thank you.

Congratulations my dear friend because you've once again evoked the spirit of the long lost art of "doodiology". Originally practiced by the Phoenicians, doodiology, or the study of one's excrement as a means to foretell the future, was passed down from generation to generation until it reached its peak of popularity around the time of the birth of Christ. In fact, one of the chapters of the Bible, Deuteronomy, is loosely named after this practice. The increasingly powerful and puritanical Christian church, however, frowned on such activities and did all it could to discourage its practice. The use of excrement in fortune telling died out entirely during the dark ages due to a lack of excrement which was used at the time to create the squalor in which most people lived. Those who refused to abandon fortune telling altogether found other portholes to the future including tea leaves, chicken entrails and 900 numbers.

Today the practice is almost entirely unheard of unless you hang at on some of those really kinky websites or newsgroups and I don't think those folks are all too interested in the future. But all is not lost. If you're interested in pursuing this question further I can recommend an experiment. Get a flat of blueberries and eat, say, half of it in one day. I believe you'll find the results quite fascinating.