But if biology can innately limit the mind of a cat, could we humans, also creatures of nature, be subject to a similar destiny? Could nature predispose us to innately hold certain notions and ignore others? Worse yet, could biology conceal from us who we are?
Yes.
A few rare books would grip me from the beginning, and I’d finish them a couple of days, with no difficulty whatsoever. Perhaps a tenth of the time, I’d hit the straightaway after a hundred pages of dutiful slogging. The other ninety percent I would ultimately abandon. Almost everything in my bookcase has a bookmark sticking out of the top somewhere near the front cover.
Relatable.
"Why can’t they just do the right thing? Why are they always putting profits over people? Why do they always hedge their bets?
You say this...as you sit there in a job you’ve hated for the last five years. You say this...when you avoid talking politics with your family because it’s unpleasant. You say this...when you yourself make all sorts of compomises and tradeoffs you know aren’t right. You say this while you’re wearing clothes made in a sweatshop, pay your employees less than you could afford to, travel to countries with horrible human rights records, drive cars that are horrible for the environment."
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