I sometimes think anyone seeking public office should have to answer two questions:
Have you cleaned up your own shit?
Have you cleaned up other people's shit?
Those questions are not metaphorical. If you can't answer "yes' to both, I don't want to vote for you.
Emma and I have lived in homes that only had one toilet, but we spent the last five years taking care of a place with four, counting two in guest areas. Now we're in a small house with one. I'm thinking about installing a second toilet, which has led to thoughts about privacy, luxury, and waste of many sorts.
I've always lived in homes with flush toilets, though when I was a kid, those were homes with one toilet for a five-person family. But Grandpa had a cabin by Lake of the Woods which only had an outhouse, and because I loved my grandpa and the lake, outhouses have always had good associations for me.
Which is why I may try to convince Emma that instead of installing a second flush toilet, we should build a closet with a humanure toilet.
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