I was Glaucus and he was Diomedes. In the name of some obscure cult among men, I was giving him my golden armor for his bronze. Fair exchange. Neither haggled, just as neither spoke of thrift or extravagance.
Well, I was having a bad week, but when I was able to finish a hard crossword puzzle, I know it's not the most important thing in the world, but it really turned my week around.
Carrying water pistols charged with a powerful anesthetic, four others had pushed their way into the crowd and were methodically laying out, squirt by squirt, the more ferocious of the fighters.
I think on a societal level, the people who have studied intractable conflict basically have a method of how you bring two opposing parties, factions, tribes, you know, who have been