They become the keepers of the mystery. They place themselves between the communicants of the religion, and the immediate experience. And then they dictate the terms on which you can have contact with this wonderful mystery. We don't dictate those terms.
I am not ashamed of my grandparents for having been slaves. I am only ashamed of myself for having at one time being ashamed.
At the time that I knew them, they were not living together. They began dating again after their divorce, so I didn't really see fighting.

