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“Oh, the delicate balances over bridges we have crossed. And conflicts between the fishes and the rocks below. So we love to see them in their native habitat and let them resolve it as best they can. The smell of the one becomes the hardness of the other and on they go. We comment on the enjoyment we get from the way the fishes slip and slide through their obstacles in some sort of desperate dance no one prepared them for. I don’t imagine anyone told them about the struggle. Nature demands it.”
“And do you learn anything from all this observation? Or do you observe simply because you lack all other means of power?”
“Oh well, you never know what observation will catch the eye of power or of a powerful person.”
“Think hard my friend on what power has done to even well-meaning observation.”
“Well, in a democracy they’re supposed to be vetted, drawn and quartered, squashed and squeezed by the ignorant people until their truth spills out somewhere in an old rundown restaurant in Kansas City. They are, individually, harmless, toothless burglars of the national integrity. However, stick them all together and they make a fabricated beast of some sort, each finger and toe vastly different than the other.”
“You forget that they read books in Brazil and Venezuela; probably more so than in the U.S. Those, at any rate, who want power.”
“Do with whatever I give what you will.”
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