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"I wrote it," Dryfus confessed. "It's standard corporate boiler plate liability protection." Mac stood up. "Medicine ain't selling fucking futons!" "Easy, guy." Dryfus was laughing with both hands forward in feigned submission. "I was working for them. I was just doing my job. Oooo..., that sounds familiar. Oh, well, that was then. This is now. Point me. No, finish up, your homework, your books, keep going, so far so good... Get the demons out." Wiping his mouth with his open palm, Mac went on. "Well, any way, I tried to understand just what goes into a contract. What is its history? Well, in the dark ages, our ancestors toiled under German tribal custom. Individuality did not exist. There was common property and common liability. Your family was held for acts committed by any member. If you traveled, you might find yourself captured for debts of another of your region - whether you knew him or not." The doctor went on. "There were no cities then. No countries, either, practically speaking - tribal regions ill defined, maybe a cluster of villages near a natural resource, but no unifying political threads. Kings had no local seat. They ruled only the area that they could travel. No real structure, that is, except in the church. Only the church had structure. That, too, only evolved late in the dark ages as the Benedictine monks and others evolved a hierarchial structure free from local princes - tribal chiefs, and later free from secular appointments. The Abby of Cluny in, what is now southern France, developed this the furthest and set itself to a peace movement against regional power factions. The Cluniac reforms were asserted and given justification by the meticulous and voluminous writings of the monks drawing from all available sources. Those sources included, scriptures, to be