So, you’re chatting, over dinner with the most powerful guy on the planet and you get pissed at him, and stick your finger in his face, right? That’s what anyone would do, right?
We make much of our efforts to “preserve” our culture. Preserve is probably a bad word for what we do, since it implies immutability, stasis, and that means death for culture. I’m reminded of my high school chemistry teacher, Mr. Walker, who would say “the only thing in static equilibrium is a dead body.”