Things are even more interesting than usual. We appear to have something of a truce with New Canton. The greater good and all that. All very high drama. But if it means that we can focus more on not getting bitten then it’s all to the good.
It’s funny how easy it is to get into the us-versus-them mentality. I don’t really believe that humans are innately at odds with one another. Well, I didn’t believe it before the world went tits up. I think we’re more empathetic at heart. And it goes to show really… all it took was one person being kind to another and – boom – truce.
No one really wants to fight. They might not know what else to do… but… that’s different.
It reminds me of this W.H. Auden poem, ‘The Shield of Achilles’… the last stanza but one (I think)… goes something like…
‘That girls are raped, that two boys knife a third
Were axioms to him that had never heard
Of a world where promises were kept,
Or one could weep, because another wept.’
I’ve probably got the line breaks and the punctuation wrong, but I think those are the right words.
And, yeah. Just… yeah.