Stuffing various
folks into boxes is something we're all
programmed to do at times; or perhaps we just do it
automatically out of some sort of
wicked self-defense. In either case, we all do it. We do it when we just
can't understand another person (perhaps they go in the "
insane box"?), or, probably more often, when we don't like the idea that they're the
same species as us. Faced with a
hardcore revolutionary who
smokes and
wears leather and
rides motorcycles, most
young republicans will
thankfully--and
quickly--stuff the revolutionary into a box. That gives him the ability to say "I'm over
here and you're over
there, so we're not the same at all".
Of course, this is all an
illusion. The guy who
relies most heavily on
boxes for other people is going to
suffer the most on the day when he finally
realizes that the boxes are all
holographic; they aren't really
separating anybody at all.