bringing him meatballs.
—”People get used to complaining because they think that’s how they participate,” he told me. “But put a spoon in their hand and they don’t know what to do with so much power.”
At the time, it seemed like one of his weird, stubborn old man phrases.
Now I understood.
The next day, I made a list.
Not of complaints.
Of hands.
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