> Back in the mid-70s as the first phase of this downtown planning got
> underway, our marriage became darker and darker, a kind of terminal
> dread settled over our relationship, sex disappeared all together, and
> vicious mood swings, swung to the tune of the next meeting of the
> neighborhood councils. (Sexist pig that I was, I thought it was her
> period. Wrong!) Since I worked for the university at the time, and she
> worked for the city, we disagreed on everything in Berkeley including
> sending the kid to city schools. Lack of money won that round. He did
> find in the racially charged and contentious climate of public schools
> in that era. Meanwhile the ex invested in a new husband--head of the
> Codes and Inspections depart. Dooh! Law and Order all the way.
It sounds like a recurring theme in the sex life left of the center. I could write a similar story that would differ primarily in the names of the locales. I gather I am not alone.
Wojtek