So here’s the thing. I was in the French Antilles some years ago, relaxing in a seaside fishing village that had yet to be “Cancun-ed” into the kind of horrid, soulless, Tourist-Satisfaction-Mechanism that has ravaged much if not most of the sandy tropical areas of the world. Low-key, small-scale, with a neighbourly vibe that somehow…

is the only one who has never wanted me to be any other kind of me. I’m his Poppa. I’ve always been his Poppa, since before he beheld me, since the very moment that he came into being. At the moment that the son was created, so was the father. He knows that there are other…

It’s actually backwards. Just ask the Dinosaurs! Being the strongest does not make you right, or even the best; it simply makes you the strongest. It also makes you complacent, prone to overestimate the strategic advantage of strength alone, and less creative than the weaker creatures in your hierarchy. The fundamental truth, according to my…