Why do we consistently miss the most obvious?

We gobble the idea of six degrees of separation like private label scotch whisky and ignore the malt upon which the theory rests, in this case that everything (every little thing) is in some way, intimately related.

Someone writes or tell us, “context is everything” and we nod like stoned sophomores but, when some idiot sprays bullets in packed movie theater, the focus of attention is all about the idiot’s face or his hair, how he dresses, his choice of weapon, affiliations, mental state, etc., and we ignore the context in which his act makes horrifying sense.

In this way, we assure it will happen again in a different place with a different murderer because the act was the product of the context and the individual that acts it out is merely coincidental.

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