“As all that happens”—he paused to do the wheezing again—“that polar bear starves and dies, bones swallowed by a growing sea. But wait, wait. Wait for inflation. Wait for corporations to line their pockets, to buy up all the houses and rent them back, a return to serfdom. I can’t stress enough how boring it is to watch history repeat itself over and over again. A rerun of the same episode every night. Greed, greed, greed, greed, greed. The wealth gap broadens. The rich eat. . . .” He grabbed my arm and pretended to gnaw on it. “The poor starve. The rich ask, Why are you hungry? If you were
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