The way I see it folks is that we have to work with a very incomplete map of the rules and regulations in Rosity, no dot with an arrow marked YOU ARE HERE, one follows the map as best one can only to be randomly mugged along the way by disparate upholders of ill-defined local laws for each province we pass through. Depending on time of day, general mood of the moment, personal outlook of individual officials or lack of clarification from central government, one may be given a warning to take a care next time or are censured and banished summarily for ones sins. I can attest that PunkClown is as genuine and well meaning a guy as any I know here. However!, that don't mean he is immune from being "tweaked" when he enters the fray. Zappa!... Rosity is a bit like the folks in the piano trying to evade the pigs, and I think I need one of those Moist Boxes.