Picture it, if you will…

You’re on a vast, grassy plain. Everyone is there with you. You all decide that it’s a great place to build a city, so you start making bricks and mortar. Somewhere along the way, someone suggests a tower, and that the city should be the crowning achievement of mankind. “We’re going to make a name for ourselves,” they say.

So, the city and tower are being built, monuments to the greatness of mankind. The plans are in place, and they are grandiose. Foundations are established, brick and mortar laid, buildings are formed, and a great tower right in the middle. All the while, you’re feeling pretty good about yourself; you take pride in the structures you’ve had a hand in building.