[Crowbob]

Understood, flatty.

The opposite is true for me. The sprouts of Crowbob want their sprouts and me together. I isolated way before it was fashionable and they thought I was nutz.

Which brings me to a point about civil disobedience.

I have lived within the rules all my life. Almost obsessively so. Back in the late 1900’s the state decided I was of insufficient caliber in the fatherhood department and so laid out for me what it thought was reasonable regarding parenting time with my children (i.e., divorce and custody). Even though I believed the situation an absolute and gross miscarriage of everything I knew to be good, i steadfastly abided by the rules but took the fight into the proper arena.

Now I again find myself barred by executive fiat from visiting my grandchildren. As time goes on under these circumstances, in my mind, the righteousness of disobedience grows.

I’m thinking I and my psychology are far from alone.