Aforementioned: aphorisms and questions for 2015

In one crowded sea, we are 7 billion islands each with its own bowl of chips, chicken wings, and cheap beer.

Follow me my people

If this post seems a little enigmatic, it's just that the urge to chips, chicken wings, and cheap beer on chomp down bowl Chowday is a metaphor for the urge to follow that aflicts all we sheepish islands. In passing I note that following seems to thrive on a healthy seasoning of testosterone.