There's nothing wrong with complaining. It's cathartic and even fun when done right. But there's a difference between filing a legitimate grievance with the universe and a mindless whine. I do the latter when I'm nervous about having nothing to say — I just start complaining! About the day. The weather. The last time I was here, and how I wish I were there. It's as tedious as it is pointless, and, besides, don't complaints breed complaints?
Don't worry, the irony that I am whining as I write this is not lost on me, which is why I am impressed that two Double X editors have vowed to refrain from complaints for one month. Or to try, anyway. Admittedly, they're using a "loose interpretation" of complaining and will adjust the definition as they go, but they've asked friends, co-workers, and family members to call out their kvetching for the next month. Could you quit griping for that long?
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