I don’t understand what it’s like to be you. I don’t even understand what it’s like to be my mom. That doesn’t stop our actions from affecting each another, and it doesn’t stop us from needing to cooperate. It doesn’t stop us from needing to understand each other. It stops me from making decisions for her. We need to come together, this is no gospel of separation, but as equals in free association. When people imply that “it doesn’t matter if I have power over you, because my interests are yours” they can only be answered “you don’t know my interests, and never will.” Power precludes the possibility of understanding. No matter how well we understand each other, we always have to allow one another the freedom to make our own choices and the power to express ourselves openly. The kind of unconditional understanding that would be necessary for it not to matter whether or not you had power over someone else exists only between you and yourself. I’m not here to preach someone else’s interests. I can’t, and don’t want to, preach anyone’s interests but my own. I’m just here to preach good conflict management.