Jungles and Tribes

While walking in the sultry park, I had a thought or two.

First of all, there is something fantastic about a completely humid day when you are surrounded by trees. It feels like the jungle.

And then, I thought about New York. I hate how tribal people are here. And though tribalism may be rampant all over the planet, you really see it in New York because there are so many bodies in the streets---and at events---and in certain neighborhoods, etc.

This separating off, the ego of it, the fear of it----

The good news is—the tribes do not war with each other, they seem, more, to war within their own groups. It’s like they set up a boundary and then, for fun, they beat the shit out of each other. It’s safe game playing?

I don’t know. I hate it.