Point and Shoot, Florida (YU)--Chief was a trickster figure.

Chief's goal in life was to get over on the establishment, to defeat the system, to sow discord. Confusion to the enemy, as Ed Ball says.

Chief was the head of the Anthropology Department at Florida State University.

It was his department. He founded it. He hired the people who worked for him.

If you shared his views you would be happy there. If you didn't, you wouldn't.

Chief had a sense of fair play. Of honor. He had a code. A code of honor.

What the PI did to Heap and Brenda wasn't right.

Chief would rectify things. He took Heap and Brenda under his wing. He helped them get into a better school.

He also let the PI know that, as long as Chief ran the department, the PI would never get a raise. If he expected to advance he would be wise to find another school to teach at, because his progress at FSU was over. If he wanted to move up, he'd better relocate. He had reached his peak at FSU. He had hit the lead ceiling.

The PI took his program, and his XO, to another school.

The XO went with him. What else could he do?

They prospered. They were the future. Chief was old paradigm. Chief was a moldy fig.

Chief was an anachronism. The last of his kind. Heap and Brenda were lucky to have found him. By chance.

You can't plan things like that.

In fact, you can't plan anything.

You can plan, but sometimes, as James Reams sings, the devil has other plans.

There is always a devil, and he always has other plans.

Anything positive you do causes a reaction, an equal and opposite reaction, a contest, a struggle. A battle. A battle of the titans, or titanomachia. That's the plot.