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The meaning of my life was to protect and raise this new life, to love him and teach him everything I knew.
“Snow as a strategic weapon does have Canada written all over it,”
communication is the key to civilization.”
The violence we’d seen shouldn’t have surprised me. Humans were violent. We were the apex predators, each one of us alive only because our ancestors had killed and eaten other animals, outcompeted everything else to survive. Each
Technology couldn’t revert, but humans could, and they did so with startling ease and swiftness when the trappings of the modern world melted away. The tribal animal was always there, hidden just beneath our superficial lives of lattes and cell phones and cable TV.
