From the wise words of Ren:

This isn’t entertainment, this is real life

The way we live is lunacy, community it declines

We’re hyper-polarized, we’re always fighting, then we divide

Truth is less important than the money that we designed?

Money’s an invention, politics from our invention

They all come from people’s ideas, did I mention?

Borders an invention, law and order fuel the tension

That leads to people killing each other

My solution?

Is everything is subject to change

We could build utopias if individuals were taught to use their brains

If we teach kids in schools to always be sheep

And put themselves before the herd if there’s more money for me

Then there’s no future I see, where the humans survive

We’re parasites inside a petri dish with cannibal minds

Mold will grow upon a surface, then consumes till it dies

And our fate could be the same

Without this story to the wise

A little while later: “Why is no one protecting me?” they screamed, while being dragged away by the stasi police/sheriff/FBI/CIA/DIY/ATF/secret police.

I lived in Sydney for 3 years (I’m from Norway), and only heard about it, but never met anyone who actually used it in daily speach. That was until I took a RSA, the teacher used it, and it blew my mind. I’ll never forget you, John!

I know who we’re eating first.

Fair dinkum!