It's funny how people are. Not laughable or humorous in any way. I mean odd, peculiar, strange. You can be the best of friends today, and the worst of enemies tomorrow. But in reality, you were never really friends, just acquaintances side by side in a rat race looking out for number 1. But at what cost? Are we sacrificing our morals, and decency in a desperate attempt to not just live, but survive? We must ask ourselves if "playing the game" is worth losing.