Was it Thoreau who said, "When a man is ill in his bowels, he immediately sets about saving the world." ?

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I keep going back to the question, "What are people FOR?"

If we don't answer that question first, then there's no point arguing about everything else that pretends to make us happy, better, compliant, angry or rich.

I submit that people are, just like every other animal, obligated to contribute more to the usefulness and future of their place and each other than they consume in resources.

Civilization is not good. It's the cheat that isolated us from the environment that spawned us, and ever since then, we have evolved to not know the difference between leaders and bullies because "convenience".

So here we sit at the crux of humanity's future ability to persist, locked into fanatical competition over competing fanaticisms watching cats chase the pinnacle of human invention: the laser pointer.

The Final Tool that we will be able to point to the charts that told us we were going to die.