But this was no ordinary gondola. At the bottom a young boy and older woman, his mother, stepped in. As the gondola climbed, the boy got older and the woman got younger. By the time they reached the top, she was a young girl and he was an older man, her father. As they descended, the process reversed. He grew younger and she grew older.
They liked this ride. It suited them well and brought them to where they wanted to go.
There was another gondola ride nearby. In this one, your ethnicity changes as you ascend and descend. They liked this rude just fine, but not as much as the first one.
A third gondola nearby was different. In that ride you change from one sex to the other as you ascend and back again as you descend. They did not like this ride at all. The people who did like this ride kept trying to get them to ride it. They used force, deception, and manipulation. Their insistence caused the son-father and his spousal daughter-mother to hate the people who liked this particular ride. They had no one to blame but themselves.
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