We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Whenever you put males and females together, some sparks will fly. Many people manage themselves in such a way as to avoid big trouble, but some don't. Adam and Eve were the first example of really big trouble.
Cyndi Lauper (Cmdr, RANR, ret.)
When we, as a society, seem to advertise that aberrations are normal, sex is just another recreational activity--like playing tiddly-winks--should we expect more? The military isn't the only organization with challenges. I'm confident thinking it'll only get worse.
From my own days in a small public high school, I remember an English teacher who had an affair with a boy in my class, it was no secret among the students or faculty. And there was a woman teacher who worked her way through most of the best looking boy athletes, who tended to chatter about their experiences. Her husband was also a teacher at this school, but he was sufficiently dim that it's quite possible he was not aware of it, but I tend to think he was averting his gaze and just living with the situation, seemed creepy to most of us. She would sometimes massage her target's neck and shoulders in class, while he would just grin.
My 9th grade teacher had a serious letch for me. She would deny it, of course, all these years later. But I just know she was seriously in to me.
She wore this sheer blouse, over a patterned bra. She was messing with me, just keeping me on edge. And then there were the written comments--in red!--"press harder here," and "incomplete," and "run on."
I was a junior in HS and my English teacher was about 23 and from Alabama. She introduced me to Faulkner, reading aloud A Rose for Emily. She also would come out from around her desk and lift herself onto the front of her desk. She was a true brunette and all the boys sitting in the desks in front of her knew it. What a woman.....few have matched her since.