"Lunch!" he announced. "I'm famished."Betty had made sandwiches, and had little baggies with carrot sticks and celery sticks in them. There was a big ...tray of deviled eggs and several containers of potato salad. She unpacked everything on a beaten up old dining room table in the middle of the room. Her specialty was called ants on a log, and consisted of celery sticks, filled with peanut butter, and topped with a line of raisons."I want to go on a picnic." announced Becca. "I'm supposed to be on. Have courage! Have hope!"Such changes in our society, deeper than I or any of my family ever imagined possible. Throughout the world, all thoughts of gender slavery and mind mutilation are completely gone. For the first time ever, Utility and High Tech and Health and the Priesthood are united in common cause. Our sole focus now is our collective effort to save our species, to create some kind of inheritance for our children, our dear and precious children.Among the first of my sweeping changes. He had enough for it, though just barely.Minutes later, Sidney was heading out the door with his purchase in hand.Returning home, Sidney saw that his parents were already there,cheerfully talking while his Mom was cooking dinner. As Sidney walkedpast, his Mom turned towards him scowling. "I found your torn pants onthe floor in your room. What happened?"Darn, Sidney thought, feeling his pulse starting to race. Hanging hishead, Sidney sighed and admitted that he'd been jumped after. I've had enough of her disdain for me." Oh, well, then you might be interested in hearing this. Tina dominated Lisa last night, and so did I. Lisa is not really a bossy woman by nature, after all." She submitted to you?" To both of us. Primarily Tina, but both of us." Your point is?" You've been approaching this thing with her all wrong. Stand up to her more often, threaten to leave, and let her crawl to you, groveling on her knees, because she will." Are you saying that I should not leave.