As a child, I had fantastic imaginary friends. By fantastic, I mean out of the ordinary – there were wise green girls from Mars, strong, black-eyed Amazons – and a single Dove woman, with gentle eyes and wings woven from branches.

I was often called imaginative, but it wasn’t meant as a compliment. It was meant in a “reality-is-calling, get your head out of the clouds”, kind of way. It was meant to discourage me from believing in the impractical or impossible.

In the close 2000 Presidential race between Gore and Bush, many Democrats blamed Ralph Nader for throwing the election to the Republicans.

I. The Horror of Jonestown.

Children at Risk