Some situations (apparently) require lots of rules. Other situations involve fewer rules, such as bankruptcy proceedings, in which the first rule is that there are no rules -- merely guidelines, loosely enforced.
Amid the caterwauling and contrivance, the closures and confusion and the cover-up, the convincing apprehension and curiously hopeful signals concerning control and dissent with respect to the G-20 event that will be conducted in Pittsburgh next month, there currently exists just one rule (apparently a difficult one for yinzers to apprehend):
The rules are not The Rules until Vic Walczak and Donetta Ambrose say so.
UPDATE: I suggest you buy as many Who albums as you can, beginning with Who's Next and Quadrophenia . . . and Tommy and Meaty Beaty Big and Bouncy . . . and The Who By Numbers and The Kids Are Alright . . . and . . . hell, just watch this and all will become clear:
Wishful Thinking Renders Them Stupid
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