My own example is me. I am 80. I collaborate with everyone and none. Solitude links me to all. My dream is to be emperor of messaging, fomenting revolution, silent revolution, everywhere a message can fly. Fortune cookies maybe. Dream ones. Values spreading ones. Until the synapses of hate and revulsion turn tolerant and a hand of help replaces the hostile fist and democracy is not electing Hitler but rather respecting the voice of all and defending the rights of all. Too big an order. Not if we share that we collaborate with all and learn to value solitude.And stop pouring ourselves into cul de sacs.