Cait--

If I may, I think what's going on here is maybe generational. There's a sign someone else put up in my office to the effect that you should never be angry, because whomever you are angry with controls you. Me, I plan to die with one fist clenched (just one) because bad people do bad things and if the world forgets that, the bad will recur. (It probably will even if we remember, but hopefully less often.) Folk music is real, working class stuff, I think, not just hormones--"She was just 17, and you know what I mean." I keep trying to get into a folk festival in a nearby city and if I ever do, I already know that Guthrie's "1913 Massacre" will be on the program, "And the children who died there were seventy-three," which about says it all. If Ms. Polyanna doesn't like your reality, SHE can withdraw her aura; she has no right to cloud up and rain on you.

Chicken Charlie