We are not helpless to change the direction of the herd. We are not mere passengers on the bus. When we realize the driver is a fraud and his controls are useless, we are free to discover the real mechanisms of the steering.

That’s what our bizarre relationship with mortality is like. A giant vagina opens up in the sky and births babies who grow as they fall to their deaths, and they spend that short time hating, fighting, manipulating, and scheming against each other.

Why do those who control things command those who control life, and not the other way round? Why does capital control labor, and not labor capital?

I have discovered that people who, I thought, were quite reasonable and intelligent – some of whom have been close friends for many decades –behaved, when it came to all things Covid, like a closed door.

If we were not required to work to pay for basic rights, such as food, shelter, and water, could we embrace radical solutions to change the current state of our society?

What happens when the little people at the bottom look up in alarm and, far above, catch their first glimpse of the sinister hand that has been controlling their activities all along? What happens if they don’t at all like what they see? We may well be about to find out!

In the land of virology, there was a man who thought he understood viruses. He liked to talk about his money and how much he was willing to bet that his understanding was correct.

Western countries refuse to admit that they remain principally responsible for the problem and to commit to repaying their climate debt by financing the energy transition in developing countries whose wealth they continue to siphon off.