The Dodo bird is extinct largely because it was not wise to the ways and schemes of its predators. I grew up pridefully making fun of them when I watched versions of them in cartoons. However, now that I've lived a little, I see more and more of me in the domed Dodo. In the many enticing, but ultimately harmful delights of this world, I have either found or seen the trap spring closed. This is the fate of the Fun Way Fool. He is the addict, the lackey, the mark. I pray that all of us don't fall into this foolish life pattern.