Collective bargaining is an ideal of governance, until we get a benevolent dictator. Particularly when we had a school board of nitwits. When I was a freshman at Cal Poly Pomona, Miss Hightower was my English Lit teacher, and try as she might, she could not disguise her gorgeousness. I was nineteen years old!I tried extra hard in that class, One exam I was certain that the Seven Deadly sins would arise. I developed my own mnemonic device: PEWGALS. Sloth was not my SIN, but Lechery may have reared his ugly head. Wrath and Avarice leave me cold, as a general rule. Once again, I recommend the "The Professor and the Madman" about the construction of the OED. Word nerds will love it. One of my schoolmates parents kind of adopted us, we called them our second Mom and Dad. The Dad was full of these old timely phrases and this brought back fond memories of them both.