Rhetoric is persuasion in three different forms, and right now all I can think of is three other things I would rather be doing. I just moved into a new place for starters, and my thumbs hurt from twisting the cheap aluminum Allen wrench that came with my cheap new futon. So yeah, rhetoric. I need new a new pot and pan, that is indeed singular as my new pad only has two burners.

Logos, an element of rhetoric is going to help me decide on which pot and pan I buy today. I have two burners as I mentioned, one medium one small. After my Canadian pine futon was assembled, I stood in front of my new kitchenette debating with myself. How much can I cook at once? What is feasible? What is logical? Damn, these burners are close together. There is no way I could possibly cook with more than one pot or pan at a time. Problem solved, of course only after Logos took charge. This was not the case for Pathos and Ethos.

Ethos did not help me with my predicament. Why you ask? Because I am the most bias person in the world when talking to myself, and any other situation for that matter. Get a new pot and pan, don't get a new pot and pan I argued. I believed myself in both situations, how could I be wrong. Ethos, the argument of credibility failed me, after all I am an egoist. Next.

Pathos, an appeal to heart. Today I have one. I've had my current pots and pans for years, they were a gift. All the omelets, salmon, soup, and Korean food I have cooked in these slick Teflon coated disks. I am feeling a little attached because my history with the old pots and pans, but I don't need six. It is like adopting cats or something, you don't want to separate them from their siblings. Then I thought, I don't really like cats. Thinking about the cats made me angry, so I disassociated myself with the old kitchenware. Problem solved.

Now I am on my way to Outdoor Warehouse (R.I.P. Sportsman's) to pick up one new cast iron skillet and some kind of pot. Wish me luck.