"How fucking many times do we have to fight the same damn battles?"

James - if you stepped into the Wayback Machine and set the dial at 10,438 BC - you'll probably step right into an argument about who killed the deer or who that part of the cave belongs to.

Man admires his own creations and fancies himself above the fray. But skyscrapers and space travel really don't elevate him that far above the animals.

At least they fight for evolution and finding a mate. We fight over parking spaces, and the latest iPhone.

I felt a great sense of sadness when MLK died. I didn't understand it fully at that time but over the years his absence came to represent a gap between understanding and compassion - something Man keeps falling into.

Appreciate your words here and your actions in the past.