The First Casuality
In every conflict, whether between men or nations, the first casualty is always respect for truth.
In every conflict, whether between men or nations, the first casualty is always respect for truth.
Give it a few minutes and the new Google Trends can take away the last vestiges of doubt about what drives humans.
Imagine that some trick of technology would allow each of us to experience the feelings of every living person as our own for a single moment, all of them at once and with that uniformity of size with which one sees the cities of the world from space.
Would that moment of purest empathy elicit joy or despair? Would all of the first kisses outweigh all of the children crying themselves to sleep in hunger? Would all of the bouts of laughter and smiles outmeasure the sick dying alone and forgotten? Would all the pieces of happiness make the suffering palatable?
She was the sort of woman whose external character centered upon an overshowing of self-confidence so powerful one suspected it was either a front or a piece of stupidity (or a mixture of both), but beyond any doubt it was a sign that she did not question herself enough to be capable of personal development.