All the best ideas are swirling above us in a cloud of dandelion fuzz. The lucky are plugged-in and can hitch their wagon to smart, shiny diversions. The not-so-lucky are left wondering why they can't feed their children. Turns out we all swallow a bitter draught when we sidle up to the table of plenty. We've got to get better at building the connected society.
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