For one Memorial date, while still trying to be a good dub, I was hospitalized in a strange city. The HLC were well aware of my presence in the hospital. I was way too ill to leave for a couple of hours for Memorial. I heard that they were bringing the ‘emblems” by for another dub up the hallway from me. Did they even ask if I wanted them to do me the honor? No, of course not. Did the fact that I was being less than forthcoming with them regarding the blood issue have anything to do with their lack of attention to this detail? Did their being unsure of just what I might have done with regard to blood lead them to be less than courteous with me in this matter? You bet your bottom dollar it did. Offering me communion with them was conditional on my toeing the party line completely; I wasn’t behaving in a way that eased their comfort zone, so I was expendable even on that night.