i'm reading about a kid who hides in a closet he calls a zero luminosity capsule and makes failed origami and says if you master the crane you're on the way to mastering your own fear. the kid's in mexico, and here i think—what if you live in a culture of fear? can you master your own fear in a master culture of fear? when i was a kid i said in my head to authority you're not the boss of me and 50 years later i said i'm not under your jurisdiction, and i thought in their head they're thinking what is his deal? anyway to me this country is a master class in fear and you get graded endlessly but you come to feel you may never graduate.