I keep my phone in bed. (I'm 30.) However, text updates from Twitter turn off at 1 am and don't turn back on until 7, and all my friends know that if I'm asleep, driving, or at work, I won't respond to texts. (I will, however, check my texts if I do happen to be awake in the middle of the night, refueling my car, or if I need 30 seconds to breathe before going on to the next task at work.

Kids these days need schooling in setting reasonable expectations for their availability, and setting reasonable boundaries on what's an emergency.

I'm not discounting the urgent nature of emotional support after a breakup, or whatever -- one's sense of proportion at that age is not calibrated yet, and it does indeed seem like the end of the world -- but there's a point where my good night's sleep is more important than someone else's survivable bad day, since I'm going to have a really bad day tomorrow otherwise, and sleep-deprived driving is at least as bad as drunk driving.

The month waiting before sex with a woman captured in war makes sense from a lineage perspective. I'm somewhat dubious of explanations purely in terms of mental health.

But after a month, you'll know whether or not she was already pregnant from before her capture (and whether the child is from someone not of the clan), or whether she is not with child. Whereas if the victor started having sex with her from day one (regardless of whether he was raping her or whether she was consenting, though consent when you've just been captured as a spoil of war is understandably not really happening to start with) he wouldn't be able to tell whether the baby was his or someone else's until the baby was born and started showing a family resemblance.