The problem with humans is, we all are bad investments to each other, and god of any land I hope I am wrong by at least fifty percent. Either way, that is the problem. It has nothing to do with love. It has nothing to do with hate. It has nothing to do with which side is right. It only has to do with optimally contributing to other’s satisfaction and pursuits as the other sees best.
John Forbes Nash just died, but by definition the game cannot change. Because we are at an individual and self-limited pareto efficiency because everyone…I shouldn’t repeat myself…is a worse investment relatively ceteris paribus — real or factitious, scarcity is thyne king and we all die. Vilfredo Pareto left building in the twentys.
“So what,” ask the monkeys? Well that is why you never f— yourself by letting someone else f— you. Never.
So begot the cosmic fight against father.
Who is your f—er? (To the monkeys.) What’s your investment going to be? (To thyself.)