I went to college at MassArt in Boston, and was happy to leave them a few hours behind me, up north, getting embroiled in their ‘research.’ It affected their political leanings and their relation-ships with friends. Ten years later, their superstitions and concerns for humanity’s well-being are causing them to seriously consider becoming survivalists. They bought the cow this past year. Of course, when I mention all this to friends, they say I’m lucky to have such sane parents. I can see their point. They’re not angry. They hardly ever fight.
