In all of the mortal City-States, they are divided into the pushers and the pushed; the takers and the taken, the cons and the suckers, and they are, one and all, the work-a-day products of Life. And I ask you: Is it possible to ascertain which of these binary groupings the manufacturer favors? And not only “can you tell,” but do you really want to know?
Everybody LOVES grandma after the fire; oh yeah, it was EVERYone’s favorite couch; and, “My late husband was a great American.” (Did you get it…well, did you?)
At certain unpredictable times, some people in the City momentarily feel as though they’re better than they are. A rather harmless, passing anomaly, I suppose.
The well done sailor’s only task
is to nail the coffin to the mast.