I’m so utterly, utterly exhausted from people’s opinions, even those that I “agree with.” Surely there are better ways for us to interact with each other over matters of belief, and surely there are better ways to link our thinking minds to the things in the world around us. But by “surely,” I mean I’m not so sure at all, while surer every day that we are poisoning ourselves with regurgitation and excrement, and that opinions are the toxic waste product of industrialized thinking, the runoff from the process that farms and harvests our attention.