I’m in an empty convention center bathroom, staring down at the rows of tiny square tiles, wondering if I’ll see my lunch again.

Is our interpretation of prior actions an accurate assessment of the past? Or is it a cognitive trap, an illusion created by a minefield of biases?

Is the social construct of medical negligence psychologically sound? Or are we supporting judicial voodoo?

Is our judgement of prior events an accurate assessment of the past? Or is it a cognitive trap, an illusion created by a minefield of biases?

Those who inject fentanyl are not magically conjured by rubbing a DVD box set of The Wire.