Sign Up For My Agency Take-Away

I'm currently trying to think up ways to sneakily take away someone's agency.

I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm all for people making their own decisions.  I'm also all for them suffering the consequences (or blessings) of those decisions.

But, what happens when people you know keep making monumentally stupid decisions?

I mean, it's not like I'm the sharpest tool in the shed, and I've made some stupid decisions in my life, but nothing that really falls into the "monumentally stupid" category.  Other than going to prom with Jim Dahl my senior year.  Because that was pretty dumb.  But the other choice was Neal Jones, who'd seen me naked when he asked me and also never brushed his teeth.  I figured Jim Dahl was the lesser of the two evils.  I was wrong.

Anyway, my point is: if people keeping making stupid decisions, shouldn't there be a cap on stupidity?  Like maybe three weapons-of-mass-destruction-type decisions and BAM!, you're out.

By "out" I mean that you are then assigned a mediator who will slap you if you try to make another stupid choice.

I think this is especially true if you've got kids and the decisions you are making (that you think have nothing to do with them) are negatively affecting them.  Mostly because stuff like that makes me so mad I could just spit.

I happen to know one person who fits into this category.  They're one of those who has no self-esteem and therefore, really no judgment when it comes to picking a mate.  Anyone who's nice to them is on tap - even if they're nice to begin with and then get gradually abusive down the line. There are kids involved.

I want to shake them.  I want to tell them to open their bloody eyes and stop being such a moron.  I want to control them and make them do right.

But I can't. 

Because I didn't choose Satan's plan. 

But right now, I kind of wish I had chosen at least a little part of it.