It was a hot night in August and the small gathering in the conference room of __________ Mgt., the contracted HOA management company, were not pleased that James had not shown up yet. There was tension about the shower curtain issue. Seems that the tenant in section 3B showed up at the pool wearing a shower curtain as a protest against the ruling that his next door neighbor could continue to wear her very brief bikini even though said tenant filed a formal protest that her "display of body parts unintended to be revealed in public should be banned according to scripture in his religion" and was denied. James finally showed up and as the issue was brought to the floor he stood and said the following: "We are gathered here on this hallowed tile floor to ask not if we are dedicated to the proposition that this association or any association can do shit, but rather respect shit that is already written down." Ahmed stands and interrupts "but sir, you're missing the point. ." "Out of order, sit down" bellowed the always stentorian head lady. Vicky raised her hand and quietly asked to be recognized. "You're the lady with the Citroen", James offered. Vicky went on to remind the group that the pool was dedicated to Rex Ritter's mom who stood for peace, justice and the American way. In a nanosecond, in walked two burly men in black golf shirts followed by Wayne Newton who announced he was singing next Tuesday night at the pool and it didn't matter to him what anyone wore. Head lady adjourned the meeting as Wayne crooned Red Roses for a Blue Lady a cappella. HOAs make sure assholes don't paint their houses purple.