There's no ideal number. No matter how you do it, innocent people will be put in imprisoned and guilty people will go free, so you're just making an arbitrary trade-off by defining a limit. Though I like the way it is in the US: you can only be tried once for one crime (except for the civil suit when there is one).

I heard the law was to prevent some sort of corruption/exploitation, but I forget exactly what. I think it was to prevent people/the system from being abused for political reasons. I lean toward mercy when it comes to law enforcement and punishment, which is why I prefer it to be one time. Better not to have something hanging over you your whole life (or as long as the statute of limitations lasts, I guess) and better for 5 guilty people to go free than for 1 innocent person to be imprisoned or even executed.

I hate when I see a fork lying around where it doesn't belong. They remind me of emaciated hunger and the fact that we have to keep ravenously eating other living beings constantly just in order to stay alive. And they just look so.. underworldly/low-frequency.

I love to wear colorful pants, colorful shirts, colorful hats and a colorful bracelet.

I used to always wear a colorful bucket hat when I went out, or if I didn't have one (I usually have) a baseball cap (I have over a hundred), to cover up my baldness. I did that for like 20 years, though I've been thinking of giving that up lately.

I've collected a lot of different things in my life .. street signs, unusual lights, coke cans and bottles, pennies, rubber bands, alarm clocks, baseball caps, special coins, rocks/crystals, and other things I can't think of atm. I still kinda collect the alarm clocks and the rocks and crystals.

Sometimes I sleep for 2 days or stay up for 4 days for no reason.

I dream every second I'm asleep. I go directly from waking to dreaming, directly from dreaming to waking, and with no dreamless sleep in between. It's been that way for a few years.

I take an anti-psychotic to keep me from getting Acute Exhaustive Psychosis (not sure if that's what it is).

I have such extreme social anxiety and general cluelessness that I can't travel by myself or keep a job and do it well and even trying to work at a job is utterly terrifying to me.

I have virtually no emotions.

I didn't have sex until I was 28 because of my extreme shyness.

I'm a double Aquarius, a triple 7 numerologically, and an INTJ.