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Why the Fox Became a Hedgehog


          Old Fox had a sedentary but complicated existence, reflected in his
        burrow’s many passageways, compartments and entrances. He had an
        equally  intricate  view  of  life  and  personal  philosophy:  he  kept  an
        open  mind  and  took  every  new  experience  on  face  value,  with  no
        expectation that it would necessarily conform in its salient features
        with any prior experience. The world might contain nearly as many
        categories  as  objects  and  events:  that  possibility  seemed  entirely
        reasonable to Fox.
          He continued happily in this situation for many years. Visitors to
        his den brought strange and interesting news to him, as well as their
        own unique personalities and physiological quirks. Fox tolerantly and
        complacently took them all in, these travelers from other parts of the
        biosphere,  provided  them  with  sustenance  and  a  place  to  sleep,
        listened  to  their  stories  and  examined  the  curios  they  carried  with
        them.
          And  then  things  changed;  slowly  at  first,  but  then  quite  rapidly.
        Fewer guests came down to take advantage of Fox’s hospitality, and
        those that did were seeking protection rather than a warm place to
        sleep. They spoke of troubled times beyond the burrow. Many were
        uncertain of the future that awaited them at their  final destination.
        Tales of destruction and evidence of trauma accompanied them now.
        Fox  himself  became  worried:  what  was  going  on?  Had  the  world
        gone mad?
          He became less receptive to the sometimes incoherent information
        he received. Instead he began questioning his callers more pointedly.
        Perhaps  from  their  disparate  accounts  he  could  piece  together  a
        clearer picture of this turn for the worse. The dangers were multiple
        and  unpredictable;  enemies  lurked  in  every  corner;  wanton  assault
        and looting continued unchecked. He concluded that a negative spiral
        of  suspicion  and  distrust  had  created  a  climate  of  fear,  a  self-
        perpetuating and reactively-amplifying cycle of vicious retaliation. It
        was the war of all against all.
          The pitiful creatures he encountered in his den were increasingly
        unable  to  give  any  consistent  explanation  of  what  was  behind  the
        new  era  of  simultaneous  menace  and  vulnerability.  Rather,  they

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