Nothing really profound here. Just felt like writing a bit.
OK, maybe humans are just plain crazy, but figure out their path, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. It's our beauty that's crazy. Sometimes we turn beauty into judgment, the projection eventually becomes an addiction (Buddhist's prefer the term Attachment), which turns inward and then acts OUT. The voting block in one's head thinks voting matters, then the trouble begins.
There is a center ground between every belief or lack of belief. Common Ground is a starting point. They say (well, someone said, who I don't know for sure), that those who don't study history are 'doomed' to repeat it.
But Zig Ziglar said repetition is the Mother of all Learning.