A central theme being played out on these posts, besides Terence's journey, is the mirage of familiarity which we assume with one another. True enough we laugh and lament, listen and learn, and frolic in the diversity of our common hobby.

But with all that we need a foundation, a rock. Too often are heard protests of discontent and disenfranchisement:

The unfortunate thing about the internet and email is that everything is two dimensional. That third dimension is so important when it comes to getting to really know people.
As said before I don’t know you or anything about you, and perhaps what you write is not coming off well,...
Before you paint me as the sexist neaderthal, you are missing some critical pieces in your analysis.
First, you do not know our history, and its not pretty.
What we need family is something solid and hard as steel...and that is me, for if there is one thing you can count on it's that I am exactly as shallow as I seem on the Net


Peace my bald, brown brudda and keep ya chin up