If confession is good for the soul, then it's really good to fess up on some really dirty secret.  No, in the Millenial Age, confessing to sexual improprieties or crime or some shocking skeleton in your family's colset is passe.  Only the big stuff would do.

 

We all hae them.  Songs that we like but would be embarrased to admit to widely.  "Dancing Queen  only 17"

 

What's yours?  You must, each and every one of you, pledge in turn not to use this information for bribery purposes.

 

For example, should you desire to run for President in 2032, will the fact that you like "The Thong Song" come out to haunt you?

 

But, we trust each other.  After all, we're Odd People.

 

And I confessed mine: "Dancing Queen," by ABBA.