We’re all frightened, wounded, posturing, insecure, defensive, crying, ignorant babies. And that’s who’s running the world right now, changing and manipulating according to our infantile whims. Oh, we pretend they’re well-considered, those whims. I’m sure there are those who even believe they’ve thought deeply and carefully about what’s best for all the other babies they’re imposing their wills upon. And, so far, we’ve let those babies have their bottle. Let the baby have his bottle. Let the baby have his way. We must stop that.