Back in the day, we had weekly group meetings in person at Cosmo Street and at dozens of centers all over the world. These days, you’d be hard-pressed to find a group of any kind meeting in person, because this is the Phone Age. Yeah, you don’t go out of the house. You sit on your fat ass and wallow in texting and skype and email and all the other garbage you’ve been fed and, like a good dog, you lap it up and greedily beg for more. Continue reading