The comfort of glass houses

Gosh. I truly am sorry to all the people I offended with my last post.

It was merely intended as a picture of the selfish macro micro in a big-old wide-angle world.

I have to admit its kind of put me off writing my next post, though:

Notes for upcoming (currently unwritten) book on etiquette – Chapter 8: The most socially polite forms of suicide; OR How to spontaneously combust without singeing the curtains

Another time, maybe.