Long ago in the olden days, field mice knew the meaning of
life: to gather nuts and seeds no matter how cold or wet, how hot or windy, and to bring
them back to the nest.
Were they happy? Who knew? There were seasons. There was
birth and there was death, but no time to contemplate and no philosophers in
Then came the hyenas across the river, hidden by long
grasses, salivating at the sight of tender fresh meat. And these were not your common or
jungle variety. These were a new breed who could plan, who saw ways of making
the larder last longer.
In the river were beavers busy building dams. They looked too
dank and tough to eat but the hyenas saw that they could be useful and entered into a
contract called The Trans-River Deal which promised greater status for the
beavers and wealth for hyenas.
Ah, a new way of seeing the world thought the beavers and
they called it “The Economy”. Congratulating themselves on their ability to
analyse and re-frame reality, they found ways of …