Observations & Thoughts From Around Dublin I'm always surprised about the diversity of this city. On the same bench where a woman lectures her young child to say please, thank you and excuse me there sits, cross legged, a late teens romanian gypsy, coughing up a phlegmy gob to spit at the pavement. It's busy, but not fast, steady and moving, intense yet calm. I can't help but think that humans are little more than an advanced colony of ants. We have worked as they do, but we have evolved so that we can, almost ignorantly, go about our lives, each one of us glued in to a unique subjective console of a consciousness, where as they function as a body, glued into a collective societal set of functions, like script in a code. Walking around this city, with it's streetlights and paths, bears a small scale model of how the rules and regulations, our societal functions, have not lost their effect on our deepest ways of thinking about the broadest range of subjects we can fathom.