Going along with the crowd is something we all do from time to time. It yields positive results as well as negative. But it’s something that is usually not seen as a good thing. I found myself in such a situation 15 years ago, but my 12-year-old son intervened. His intervention planted a seed that didn’t fully germinate and bloom until 10 years later when I mustered the same courage he had shown during a misogynist conversation that was going wrong.