Human memory is rather shallow.
Two and a half months later I had already forgotten about this.
My memory has been refreshed by a FB post.
What do we really mean when we say ‘politics’?
A beauty pageant intended to crown the most skillful public speaker/con artist among us?
Or a social mechanism used by the whole community in its attempt to adjust to whatever fate throws at it?
And how about cooperating with the other guy in taming the bear instead of racing him to our mutual deaths? ‘Cause outrunning all the others doesn’t mean survival.
It only means having to watch all of them being eaten.