Word of Advice . . .

On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays I venture over to www.sltrib.com for one specific reason. Carolyn Hax. She's a nationally syndicated advice columnist - the Washington Post is her home base. She's a straight talker (not unlike Dolly Parton in the movie Straight Talk), tells it like it is. Unlike Dear Abby (is it still Abby?), she writes to a younger audience. An audience with more pressing problems. Like, for example, how to tell a girl you want her for sex, but nothing more. See here. She doesn't pass overt judgment on the writer, although it is seemingly there in subtext, but instead gives good, common sense advice. I enjoy her writing style and wry humour. And naturally, I am thankful that people take the time to write her so that she can demonstrate her writing style and exhibit her wry humour. However, I just do not understand what possesses these people to write her. Do they not like the advice their friends give them? Do they not have friends? And if they don't have friends, how do they find girls to sleep with them? I suppose I'll have to write in and ask.