Dear, soft, summer-born listeners,

We cannot say we missed you. Unfortunately, our lives are too glittered with intrigue, deceit, and/or desire to say that we missed you. I cannot, sorry, we cannot, spare an ounce of care for those who are not bold enough to insert themselves into our world. For those who sit idly by.....waiting....for years......to hear a podcast episode the never came. No. Not a thought was spared on the likes of people like this, but one (singular) was given to the dwindling clout we had chased and effortlessly won. The ichor in our cups running low, was enough to make us come back, and you wouldn't want to deny us this easily earned attention would you?

Graciously,

You-Know-Who

Have you ever looked in the mirror and not been able to tell what kind of stew you are? I know, it's painful, humiliating, and downright shameful to walk around town with no stew type to identify as. If you sometimes think to yourself, "Dear God, whisper sweet stew things in my ear. Tell me who I am so that I may face Lucifer at the pearly gates and breathe beef steam onto his fires. Disembowel with sporks and foons all who may walk through the sweet willows still unaware of me for I shall proclaim it from the mountain tops." 

Then rejoice, as it is more common then you think. We begin this meeting of the Society for Forgotten Stew, welcoming you with open arms and empty bowls. 

As we slog through the cesspool of disappointment and high expectations that is our 20th year, we look back on our baby skinned other-selves with newly wrinkled eyes. The first two decades of a young person's life, riddled with anxiety and the strange fear that everyone in your middle school will hate your bangs. To look back on having your first kiss, your first touch, first taste of an adolescent male who probably hasn't showered, all in one night. "Those were my hoe years," you say laughing, quietly clenching your unused nether muscles in a futile effort to stay in practice.

Society faces us all with cold stone walls that we have no choice but to press our trembling backs against. In this episode, we explore just how far we each will go to push our fellow human into dark corners where there is no right answer. Take a stance, and join the fight but be warned. Whichever side you choose to stand with, the battle will be neverending, and we may never taste the cool sip of daybreak.