a reeeeeeeeellly gud version of a previously linked willie nelson song: just listen, dammit
True hunting is over. No herds to follow.
Without game, men prey on each other.
The family weakens by the bite we swallow...
True leaders gone, Of land and people.
We choose no kin but adopted strangers.
The family weakens by the length we travel...
Perry Farrel -Jane's Addiction