“It’s also called adapting; just bending ever so slightly so that instead of blowing you over the wind becomes an ally, a source of energy, and a renewable one at that. What I’m saying is ... the Burn is over. That the fields have been thoroughly cleansed and prepped. And that it’s time to ... to build again. It’s time to re-learn farming, irrigation, how to brew beer, for God’s sake! Because the keg—the keg eventually runs out. And that’s because what we’re doing here isn’t sustainable. It—it never was. But. But. You wanted a leader ... and somehow you found me. And so it was up to me in those first dark days to lift you up and to bolster your spirits, to channel your energy, to keep you busy and just get you through it.” He sounded fatherly, patriarchal. “To help you let go of what was—a
