Nathan Hansen's column: Tales of some sexy beasts
I try not to get too involved in other people’s matters of personal preference. Some people like spicy food. Others need to chug a glass of water after eating a slice of pepper jack cheese. Some enjoy TV shows about spoiled housewives. Others watch documentaries. I don’t judge.
Like, if I found out an otherwise rational adult considered themselves a fan of Justin Bieber, I would probably just smile politely and chalk it up to a poor upbringing.