Basically, in the beginning I did most of the above. I was out one of the holidays in the beginning, and I was averaging upward of 20 hours a month in field circus. At first, I did attempt to get others at work into at least going to the Crapmorial.
However, it was all based on false premises. One can only suppress natural desires and put off normal things so long. And, once they tried hounding me enough, I simply quit doing anything at all. Instead of going out in field circus all the time, I worked on getting my mini discs recorded (in the beginning, I had tapes of records I bought so I could listen to the tapes; I had to almost stop making them and stop buying records for the field misery). None of the good things that were promised had I stayed ever materialized, and the "It's One Step Beyond" is the most specious argument to continue that I have ever heard of in my life. I am not going to continue doing all I can based on non sequitors and failed promises.