Working Together, What Can’t We Destroy?

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When I was in grammar school, learning and immediately forgetting grammar (that’s how they taught it back then) I remember eighth-graders were gods, the biggest people I’d ever seen.

They had a name. We called them the “Big Kids.”

I’d seen grownups. But they weren’t nearly as big. I think this is because grownups weren’t nearly as dangerous looking. Grownups have a…