Armor

Today is dirty work. The tenor of the group will likely change. After they get my criticisms, the group is then likely to go on the attack, finding weaknesses where it might benefit them.

Hence, the need to wear armor. Metaphorical armor. The clothes of the ruling class, as my psychiatrist ex once said. The expensive pants, the neatly pressed white shirt, the silver-linked watch, hair pulled back and black-frame glasses worn.