Trust, power, and coercion

When my nearly adolescent children were cute little babies, strangers seemed drawn to rub my children's fuzzy heads and squeeze their little cheeks. I could understand the impulse; my children were cuddle magnets. But I would fight through my nice-girl tendencies, turn my body slightly so my child was out of reach, and tell the stranger that I preferred to ask… Continue reading Trust, power, and coercion

The Meeting of Unlikely Heroes

"Tonight's Meeting of Unlikely Heroes will now come to order. I'm Bob." "Hi, Bob," came a sparse chorus of voices from the circle. There were twenty rusty-legged chairs in the circle, less than half of which were occupied. "I see a lot of new faces tonight, so, welcome," continued Bob. "We have coffee and pastries over on the… Continue reading The Meeting of Unlikely Heroes