The last time I joined a group was when I went to Washington D.C. for an anti-war protest. This was a LONG time ago, you can do the math in your head.
Anyway, we went and we ended up in jail. And the Coliseum, because there were too many of us in the jail. The protest had been arranged by the SDS, but surprisingly, none of them ended up in jail. Just the rest of us.
There was something wrong with that picture. But I figured it out.
I was a sociology major at the time. So, I took the course The Mass Mind, and it explained it all--how people will do things in groups they would never do on their own. Mind blowing stuff.
It was the last time I really joined a group of any kind. Except maybe for hanging with a few friends. But truly, that was IT for me.
I never could live in a group. I'd always disagree with someone and that would make me uncomfortable. I'd feel forced to do and say things I don't want. I'd be forced to like people I don't like. Forced to accept things I don't believe in.
It's a sickness, I know. But three days in the D.C. jail and I was cured. Thank you Mr. Nixon.
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