Inherently Different

The One About Swimming With Sharks

There really are only two kinds of people in this world. Predators and prey. You can live in a blind panic all you want, but it won’t change the fact that you’re either eating or being eaten.

Me? I’d rather partake of the feast than be the main course. I’m too fatty anyway and since people started cutting down on carbs, any chance that they’d want to take a bite of my tasty bits pretty much flew out the window. Perhaps it took wing with my compassion, which seems to have left me for greener (and more hospitable) pastures.

Yeah, I know. I’m an asshole, but at least I’m an honest asshole which is more than you can say about the current leader of the free world.

On a completely different tangent, the Red Queen and I went for a hike with our friend Rachel. We went to a place called Fishbowl, which a protected little cove that is loaded with various creatures in various levels of predation. Some eat, those that don’t are eaten. Which brings me back to my original point: Predators and prey. Which one are you?

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