membership F. Sebastian Boursier To belong to the club, to pay out the nose, to get stomped to the ground by strangers in spiked clothes studded and beaded impressions in my head because I was no white on white they're beating in my head. So I say to you, what is the moral for six rough youngersters today? do we need to belong, or are we amoral, do you die free today? 020324 what's it to you? who go blather from