THE JOYS OF DEATH
THE JOYS OF DEATH By Bernard Bujold I am surprised every time by how cruel human beings can be to one another. From what I’ve observed, humans are more violent than animals, which attack to survive or feed themselves, whereas humans attack for the pure pleasure of domination. Recently, one of my neighbors and friends in my city condo building passed away from cancer. He was 74 years old. His illness lasted only six weeks... My neighbor was deeply committed to ensuring the building was well managed, and he didn’t hesitate to ask the members of the board of directors questions regarding the proper stewardship of the building and the spending of funds. Obviously, this did not sit well with the board members or their friends. In a condo building, it’s a carbon copy of every other form of government out there—whether municipal, provincial, or federal—with partisan polarization in decision-making. There are always two factions, if not more, when it comes time to choose the color of the entry...