Not talking and not listening are common; they are not limited to troubled nations. As I drafted this chapter, my twenty-seven-year-old daughter Pulane and I were enacting this same pattern. She was home for the holidays and had stayed out all night without telling Dorothy and me where she would be. So we fought about her “irresponsibility” and my “interference,” downloading an argument we had had on and off for years. Each of us knew with certainty that we were right and the other was wrong. “If she won’t listen to me telling her that she is wrong,” I thought, “then why should I bother to
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