M.G. Govia
Humanist humor. Honest thinking. Unpolished wisdom.
I’ve Been Thinking…
Humanist humor. Honest thinking. Unpolished wisdom.
I’ve Been Thinking…
Ants don’t have power individually. They don’t control narratives or institutions. What they have is memory. Pattern recognition. Collective survival instincts. Ants don’t revolt because they’re radical; they move because the environment becomes hostile to ordinary life.
I could have started a cult.
Not the scary kind. No robes. No bunk beds. No desert property with a suspicious zoning history.
A nice cult. A modern cult. A cult with a newsletter and a merch drop.
I wouldn’t have done crimes.
I wouldn’t have isolated people from their families.
I wouldn’t have made anyone drink anything they didn’t want to drink.
But I would have been rich.
And honestly, if you’re uncomfortable with that sentence, you’re going to hate the rest of this essay.
If astrology has ever failed you, numerology confused you, or the Enneagram offended you, let sports take a crack at your identity.
Tell me if it nailed you.
Tell me if it hurt your feelings.
Tell me if I owe you an apology on behalf of the 1980 Phillies.
I can’t promise accuracy.
But I can promise personality.
And honestly?
That’s what sports gave me in the first place.