Alaman left, parade rest, fasten seat belts, go to window # _____, RSVP, don't put butts in the urinal (it makes them soggy and hard to light), single file and alphabetical order. If you took the free will theory seriously you'd be on a boat to Somalia to even think you could practice it. I speak for many latchkey kids who take a different meaning to free will. My friend Jerry McHenry (no l'm not Knucklehead Smiff) brought non-meter maid lovely Rita AKA Knobs to the unchaperoned house and did the nasty. I never took liberties being alone because of the Dad Conclusion (eff up, big trouble). But it was free will nonetheless. Maybe I figured out early that you could do my thing as long as it didn't end up being fingerprinted or pissing off a Dad neighbor. I learned you could do very cool things with adults off in the next room. Trade comic books and play doctor at the same time. Teen makeout in the kitchen with her Mom & Dad watching TV in the living room. Laying on the couch, getting groped under an afgan watching tv with her Dad. Free will, man. Today's version is still exemplified by no fear, do what the situation allows and don't waste time with the Eddie Haskill shit for Mrs. Cleaver. No need to make sure it fits into the "different drummer" motif either. What is is what I am, not what I need to be or would like to be. It makes for a perfect mating with a knockout who gets it and doesn't wish for a taming. Watching Oprah hang up the wireless mike proves the point of not delivering until the wheels fall off. It's like having a catch out back only there's body fluids involved.