You know it's the same, or you wouldn't be bickering with me while the flames lick at your feet. You're afraid of this decision, and you are trying to argue until fate takes it out of your hands.
I'm glad you brought this up, because I personally measure the value of all things in life by the amount of spaghetti they can contain. Wife and kids? They're good for a bowl or two, max. Not very impressive. A Tesla truck? Now we're fuckin' talkin'.