Let me introduce you to my leetle frend...logic.

After a meeting with a state agency yesterday I left their office singing this song...

When I was young,
it seemed that life was so wonderful,
a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees,
well they'd be singing so happily,
joyfully, playfully watching me.

But then they sent me away
to teach me how to be sensible,
logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world
where I could be so dependable,
clinical, intellectual, cynical.

There are times when all the world's asleep,
the questions run too deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
but please tell me who I am.

Now watch what you say
or they'll be calling you a radical,
liberal, fanatical, criminal.
Won't you sign up your name,
we'd like to feel you're acceptable,
respectable, presentable, a vegetable!

At night, when all the world's asleep,
the questions run so deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
but please tell me who I am

So I'm sitting in the room and looking at their list of regulations. Hmm, I understand why some of them are in place but really, I don't understand why others are there. Afterall, they are in the protection business and seem bent on having us not protect those kids we serve. Maybe I'm too logical or perhaps just too simple to understand the thinking of the State. Or... it could be some things can't be defined by policies and procedures such as kindness, compassion, service, and caring for those who have a tough row to hoe. Logic would tell us if folks are out doing your job of protection, then maybe you might want to put your energies elsewhere. Oh wait, have I introduced you to my leetle frend, logic? No?

It's a crazy world out there.

Sigh. Just shoot me.