Did eras of extreme variance generate
Better odds for altruism-enhancing genes?
I hedged my bets. I had one daughter, and
Counted myself lucky in her. As for the rest,
I no longer cared that much. Haldane could
Jump in the lake to count on his hypotheses,
But I jumped in the lake only to save myself.
Here it was desert and daughter returned
To Zion for another fortnight, but I knew
How water worked, how the lights in the car
Wash burned all night, how the pick-ups
That showed up after dark still had enough
To rinse their dust, still had cold white light.
Riddle me your model. Life wins all our fights.
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