“Regulation is like cement: you lay it down, and it hardens and stays there forever.” A ripple of laughter circulates around the circle. The women now seat themselves around the men’s table. Donny (continuing): “Once something is regulated it’s hard to un-regulate it. And so, year after year at first—it’s just a little at a time—but then after a while it’s like it is now, hardened cement. Everything is regulated. We’re all stuck in cement.”
