Equivocality

I used to have a tail. I remember it from when I was a child. It was long and soft like a cat’s tail, but prehensile like a monkey’s. I loved my tail very much. I would climb things with it, using my hands and my feet and my tail to scale trees, fences, furniture, […]

Are we all just selfish, evil creatures out for our own pleasure? Does altruism really exist, or do we always act in calculated self-interest?