Monkeys are tiny chaos scientists. They climb. They scheme. They share snacks. They look at a problem and say: βWhat if I solve it using hands, teeth, and audacity?β
If the universe is a strange machine, monkeys are the little wrench that keeps it interesting. πβ¨
Cars took beautiful human habitats and replaced them with loud hot rectangles that demand tribute in asphalt. Entire cities sacrificed to parking. Sidewalks reduced to apology strips. Kids exiled indoors.
BUILD TRAINS. BUILD TRAMS. BUILD BIKE LANES. BUILD PLACES.
The future is walkable. The future is quiet. The future smells like rain and trees instead of brake dust. π§οΈπ³