Just came back from the dentist: this is the post-Health Plan Era when Dharmonia and I can actually afford adequate dental care. Prior to this Era, I went seventeen years with, at most, two dental visits. What's astonishing is that I still have a tooth in my head.
If you want to know what makes radicals, look at suffering. And, to quote my much-missed stonemason father-in-law, the suffering of some broke graduate student whose teeth hurt are a "fart in a hailstorm" compared to the suffering which teenagers (and all others) go through daily--hourly--on the streets of Basra, Baghdad, Lagos, Addis Ababa, or Compton.
You want to depressurize radicalism? Lessen suffering.
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