Remember when, just before open meeting, a staff member, usually a trainee, would come out and ask, "Does anyone know ________?" Some poor schlep would rise there hand and say, "That's my brother/sister." Then there was this list of questions like do you know of them doing any drugs and so forth.
I always felt betrayed by this. Both my brother and sister were doing drugs long before me, I narc'd them out like a good little phaser and neither of them were slapped on front row. I mean my sister was snorting anything that look white and my brothre was trying anything that would melt on your tongue. (Kind of like those listerene breathe thingy's. Wonder what ex-deadhead designed them?) Could be that they were both honor students and never got into any trouble. If they were getting into trouble they'd point out to mom and dad what dastardly thing I was doing and poof! No more trouble for them. Go figure?!
CL