But I could have told you, Vincent . . .

One of our species wrote this amazing song, someone built the gorgeous instrument, someone else the percussion instruments, someone the recording equipment, someone made the clothing, all of it coming together in such a transcendent work of art.

Somewhere else, another member of our species gave an order to drop more bombs on a city in Ukraine.

I can’t wrap my head around how the same species can achieve such beauty and such destruction, such joy and such hatred. That horrible conundrum keeps me up at night.

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