One of my first experiences with ‘playing’ with other children (outside of parental supervision) happened when I was 5. My playmates were a slightly older boy from my neighborhood, another boy, and a girl of 4. I was told we were playing ‘adventure’ and I was tied to pole in a garage. Then, for the next hour, I was told the various ways I would be murdered. These involved fire, poisons, axes, saws. I love America.