If all are equal, what are we supposed to do with bio-diversity?
That is what I thought when I grew up. It is not something I was taught. It was a genuine feeling, buried deep inside my conscience. It must have been stored there for a reason, and a reason, at that, I don’t know Jack-Shit about. Sometimes trying to figure out why what is what invites one’s mind to wander into furlong territory and raises the question, ‘How will we be able to know the unknown?’ I wonder ’bout that a lot.