Doing the Ethical Splits

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both

 

They are the first lines to Frost’s well known poem. It’s not a particularly opaque poem, but it’s carved and simple and true. And you, dear reader, are standing right now where the roads diverge, and you cannot travel both. And like the poem, you will never stand here again.

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