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Sometimes human beings are very much like bees. Bees are fiercely protective of their hive, provided you are outside it. Once you’re in, the workers sort of assume that it must have been cleared by management and take no notice; various freeloading insects have evolved a mellifluous existence because of this very fact. Humans act the same way.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Humans can be protective of their community but may be oblivious to those within it while allowing others to benefit from their acceptance.
In this quote, Neil Gaiman draws a parallel between human behavior and that of bees, emphasizing how both can be fiercely protective of their own groups or communities. Outside of the group, individuals are vigilant against outsiders, yet once someone is accepted, the scrutiny diminishes, allowing for a certain ignorance regarding those beneficiaries who may not contribute. This serves as a commentary on social dynamics and the inclusivity found within communities, highlighting both the protective instincts and the blind spots that can arise in human relationships.
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In practice
Example use cases
During a team meeting, this quote could be used to discuss group dynamics and acceptance within the workplace.
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