The Grumbling American Non Alpha Minions

DON'T CALL ME, I'll call you. Or, we could do this. I have a plan. You come by my place at such and such a time, and then, we'll go from there. I'll let you know more when I have a plan mapped out, one that is convenient for me. The ideas you suggested simply won't work, for me. But thanks, anyway. I'll get back to ya...... And thus it ever goes, ad nauseam, as the saying goes. Its all done so subtle-like, so gently, but it means so much, in terms of inter personal power dynammics. We the people simply cannot find a way to work together, to coordiante, to cooperate in a mutually agreed upon activity, such as having a cup of coffee. Oh no, not in the United States of Autonomy, where everyone is king of her castle, and compromise and cooperation are four letter words, and the national mantra is a haughty, leering "my way or the highway". That's because most of us want to be in control, of nearly everything, and we simply can't all be - in control. Good heavens, even saying good morning to the neighbor is like pulling teeth. The neighbor is on her cell phone, her car is warming up, and there will be no lag time between the two. none at all. Do I stand here and wait, or let this opportunity lapse, and hope for better next month? The truth is, we all think that we must interrupt the conversation face to face because the cell phone is singing a cute melody, and, after all, its an incoming call - for me. Your incoming calls can go to voicemail, thank you. Those of us non alpha types who have been bending over backwards breaking our own plans and schedules for the purpose of complyig with those of a higher power, an alpha male type, are starting, after centuries of abject social subjugation, to become a bit restless. The meek are rumbling, albiet softly. Maybe more of a purr of vague discontent. The ultimate embodiment of the culture of the almighty individual American! Being an alpha male is no sin, even if you happen to be female. The fly in the ointment being that in a culture where damnded near everyone is an alpah male, with but a low percentage of low lifes, heads butt heads, brick walls are approached. And just think of the carnage and isolation we will all face when the meek have risen among the mighty! I'll take the highway, thank you.