{Note: I wrote this in two installments, and I’ve not proofed it for sense. It might suck. If it does, sorry. Also, this post was at least partially inspired by the tattoo on my left calf and this post from Camels With Hammers. Go read the post.}
As a kid, I decided that what made us special as a species was our ability to think beyond our immediate needs and the immediate good of society. That sounds strange, but what I meant was simple. In all the pack animals that I had ever heard of, food went to the healthiest and strongest members first. If a wolf got to be too old and could not fight for their share, they went without and were slowly starved. This makes sense for the society, encouraging the fittest members of their society to thrive, hopefully passing on their genes to the next generation, and ensuring that the pack is not bogged down in the aged. But humans don’t do that. We take care of everyone, and that separates us from the animals.
Children can be so naive.








