This thinking goes back to 1973. I was a senior in high school, running an errand in the family car. I must have been listening to WKSU. This 5- or 15-minute segment came on. A female spokesperson for the ACLU said that, under the compulsory school attendance law, a minor can only be in one of two places: a school, or a penal facility. In her view there was no real difference. I was an honors student and deeply convicted that education is the answer to poverty. Thus her

This begins with an e-mail exchange between follower Vikkilyn and myself, back in May. Wednesday, 05/21/14: Me: Recent events[1] suggest it’s time for me to get more serious about “becoming” William Tell. There are some emotional obstacles there, so it’s going to take some work, and seeing this, it’s easy for me to grasp why William Tell hasn’t “happened” yet. I’ll get through it. Tuesday, 05/27/14: Vikkilyn: Not sure what you mean by “becoming” William Tell? http://en.

On one occasion sometime between 1983 and 1990 — I can recall where I was living, but not where I was working — I came home from work and became suicidal. I don’t recall the basis of my agony, but it almost certainly pertained to certain foibles of “the flesh” that my “spirit” seemed powerless to overcome.