Does anyone remember the computer game, Lemmings, from the 1990s? (Gah, I loved that game. Somebody buy me an Amiga so I can play it again.) Anyhow, there was always one lemming that insisted on walking away from the cliff, who refused to follow the crowd. That’s the straight-edge, sober lemming. They’ve decided to sup tea, rather than shorten their life span by 10–12 years. They’ve dared to be rare.
