Let me share with you all a little story about something that was once very near and dear to my heart. I belonged to a model railroading club in the Phoenix, AZ area, I won't mention which one. I was a member there for over 10 years. Our membership was rather large, but our active membership was rather small. We worked very hard for many years to make enough money to construct a club building to call our own. Its not easy building anything in the deserts of AZ. The ground is very hard, the summers are 110 degrees or more. We dug foundations, poured concrete, walled and roofed a building of over 2500 square feet, all in our free time. Once that work was done, I was pretty much about to go to college. I had less and less time to go to club activities, but I tried to go as much as possible. After about 3 months or so that I wasn't there, I came back to find something new. The plans for our HO scale layout had been finalized. Despite numerous complaints about the unimaginative design, it had been started as such. And also, a group of new people had joined and were apparently calling the shots. We had been a relatively laid back club. We were in it because it was fun. But these new guys were rapidly changing our layout construction into something we never in a million years wanted, a chore. :cry: Older members were attending less and less, and these new guys had the gall to tell the rest of us that we weren't putting enough effort into the layout. Where on God's green Earth were they before the air conditioning units went in and we were doing REAL work every day, not model?:curse: I was treated like a newcomer when I returned, like I was incapable of laying some track without one of their "experts" looking over my shoulder. They said it was because they wanted to bring "standards" to the layout construction. I'm sorry, but who the !$%*@ are you to say my work isn't up to standard when you don't even know me? I talked to some of the older members about what was going on and they said they didn't like it either, but a few people had given in, and with a majority they started all these crazy new rules. I paid my dues and then some to the club, and I felt like I didn't even belong there anymore. I didn't go for several months. They finished the new HO layout, with their Nazi-like rules for how it operated. It wasn't fun, it felt like work. And so its been about a year and a half since I went. A lot of people I knew there stopped going as well. We were a very close knit group, but thats all changed now.