I was discussing mundane matters with a very old friend, enjoying each other, discussing a walking stick I recently made for him… I make sticks for my “old” friends. I harvest ancient trees and fence-wood from the mud in my stream. I like to laminate different woods, shape it down with old fashioned hand tools.
I name all my sticks, and brand them “whittled by mike”…
Some how in our discussion, discoursing on the important earth shattering topic of internet providers and baud rate and cost for connectivity, things got contentious… I commented that after years of living in Rural Queensland, suffering from near to non-existent connectivity, paying too much for too little, I got Star Link…
Well hell! World War 7 started by me mentioning Star Link… “That’s owned by bloody MUSK! Don’t mention that ass wipes name to me. He’s a bloody idiot, a menace to humanity… ”
I venture to discuss, to ask what is so bad, why so negative?
I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT THAT!!!
And that folks is where the trouble starts…
When we ain’t talking we end up fighting…
Wood, Not War
The Native Iowan 
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