Art of Democracy
The other day, my family gathered for a scene of creative conflict. It was over the issue of my brother and his rentals via the DVR.
The conversations weren't altogether that beautiful, with my brother roughly discouraging all forms of ideas we put on him - mostly working to pay for the things he does - as we poked and prodded him to get moving with his life. Partway through the discussion, we were interupted because he simply walked away, leaving no conclusion to our negotiation.
So, although we prompted for negotiations in the form of creative conflict, we reached no solution that my brother would accept.
We eventually brought in a young women, Umeko who had no biases beyond her own experiences, talked my brother into changing, if only for a little while.
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