My wife's grandma used to say "the gods are bowling" when thunder and lightning filled the sky. For the last few weeks it seems that the gods have been playing chicken in the family minivan, with all of us aboard. Our politicians remind me of the gods of Greek mythology: quarrelling, narcissistic, irresponsible, and prone to instigate the odd war. Hubris and nemesis abound: e.g., House of Cards, but catharsis is lacking. How might an entrepreneur appeal to them, and try to make them understand what he needs? I don't advocate human sacrifice [there's enough senseless killing already]. Perhaps prayer will help. Here it goes.
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