I think many overthink things.

1. I grew up amongst river rats who drank, smoked, gambled. Had tats. They were some of the nicest people I've ever been around.
2. Church folk have put me off much of my life. Judging and holier than thou. Missed the point of Christ completely.

3. There is NO EXCUSE for spending money on Tats when you have a family to provide for. None.

4. If you have no family and want a tat, do it. No judgement from me.

My son is extremely intelligent. Loves tats. Has a bunch. I don't like them. I have one. He went overboard. He has all kinds of tats that mean nothing.

My one tat is special. I designed. Means something to me. Even my anti-tat wife understood. I hide it. Nobody knows it's there unless I want them to.

My son's tats are meaningless. He has no dependents. He has the money. So I don't begrudge him. But I don't like his choices. They are HIS choices. Not my place to judge.

But I noted he stopped when I asked him what exactly the tats say about him. None have anything to do with who he is or what is does. He realized then it wasn't the best course and stopped. At least for now.

I'd rather hang around a tatted beer drinking redneck river rat than a holier than thou fake Christian. But that's me. I respect everyone elses decisions to do what they do. Just leave me out of it.


Character is not developed in moments of temptation and trial. That is when it is intended to be used.