Something isn’t right about this. I’ve been doing this eating thing for a long time and I’m pretty sure a spoon ain’t a plate. I could be wrong, but I think that guy I saw walking into Moulton with just a spoon in his hand might not have swiped in. Which is crazy because Cody was right there and he catches everything. I suppose the guy could just really really like Skyr, the Icelandic yogurt. And I suppose he could carry a day’s supply of Skyr in the right pocket of his cargo pants. And I suppose he could swipe into Moulton just to grab a spoon so that he can inconspicuously transport the Skyr from his pocket to his mouth while enjoying the sun at one of those tables outside.

But that seems rather unlikely. 

I guess the question is would we blame the guy with the spoon. I mean, in hunter-gatherer times, we would probably reward that kind of resourcefulness. Imagine if Cody were a fierce lion instead of just a friendly guy. We would surely honor the agility and courage it would take to evade such a beast armed with just a spoon.

Alas, few see it this way. We are too steeped in our malicious collectivism that we look down upon these would-be heroes. Or at least I think so—I heard somebody use the term “malicious collectivism” today in class and thought it sounded smart. The point is we care too much about the common good and not enough about the guy that just wants to hit a double Monday lunch and still have enough swipes for supers.