…….A chieftain of the first man, from the first clan, opened his arms and hands to reveal the beginning and end of man; it was a rock flung from a slingshot that put a grown man back in the cradle, he held his shirtless body in his arms, as blood poured from his head wound to his navel; this will be our end, said the chieftain with a godly tone, he was killed by one of our own, surely this isn’t our problem alone. Tribal members stood in confusion as their chief stirred a cooking pot with a human bone.