Mother’s group

On the weekend I had the unfortunate experience to be trapped for an hour or so in a Western Melbourne mother’s group.

After some deep consideration I have decided that the core function of the group is very similar to why zebras flock, i.e. to ameliorate the fear.

Fear keeps them together, and the price is that the odd one that drops off the pack will get eaten. The rest simply have to quickly mourn and move on.

Eaten by what? Well, husbands behaving badly, children out of control, entropy succumbed to, products not acquired, lifestyles not achieved, family missing in action, aging and others.

On the positive side they are never bored.