The Forest
(After hiking with my wife today, the following allegory for our political times got stuck in my head. Thanks for reading and tell me what you think.) Once there was a vast forest that was dying, at least it looked like it from far, far away. Beside that forest was a dry desert that was desolate and dark. In the desert stood the people who spoke in short shouts and called themselves Chain and in the forest roamed the people who whispered with scattered words and called themselves Silk. While the Chain people are complicated and sometimes speak like the Silk, this is a story of the Silk. The Silk people saw that their forest was ailing in the very least. Without the forest, the entire land would die, because everyone depended upon it, even the chain people. The Silk people wished to do something to revive the forest to health so that it would not also become a dark desert and were divided into camps on how to fight for a heal...
