Click One --  On one of my college bulletin boards, some fellow alumni  claimed that I was the only one of us to become ‘famous’.

            Click Two – This led right into a conversation with a friend of mine on the previous day about how much of the news is not newsworthy.

            Click Three – Which led to my response to the alumni, you are not famous until you change the world.

            And this is what I am trying to do. Everyday I work on my war against the Machine, the belief grows in my soul about how many people the Machine tosses around and damages.

            It is not just the people killed as they try and navigate through the mess of the Family Court system; it is the subtle victims of the Machine.

            My employees ran an informal office pool anticipating the date I would crack under the stress of the last several years. Each of us carries our own Faustian devils and I made a deal with mine that locks my insanity away in a dark corner of my mind gnawing at the bars and demanding release. I hold it there with the rationalization that I obsess about these issues because I intend to change the world – turn the obsession into passion and success.

            I am one of the lucky ones. I am beginning to believe many victims of the Machine spend at least a little time out of their minds. Combat vets experience a similar form of stress; they understand what it is like to go from day to day awaiting the next attack. The difference is vets worry about the lives of their buddies and their own life. Families worry about what the ex or the Machine is going to do to their kids.

            I remember each night trying to get to sleep when my kids spent time with their mother. Remembering Yates and wondering if my children were safe. I know the feeling of helplessness the Machine inflicts on you.

            You decide if I came thorough with an intact mind, but each day I meet those who the Family Court system actually seems to have driven crazy. And now on top of everything else, they lose their credibility as they sink deeper and deeper into the mire of the stress.

            These subtle victims of the Machine deserve a warrior who will stand and fight, an individual who will rebel – you are not famous until you change the world.