If complexity is the question, then integration COULD BE an answer.
On a hot afternoon, Alice embarks on a journey. Complexity is the backdrop, the afternoon, the garden and the bench where Alice, tired of seeing her sister read a book ‘without pictures or conversations’, decides to follow a rabbit in a hurry, checking its watch.
What is this complexity, which so elegantly enables us to embark on this non-finger-pointing journey?
DOWN TO THE HOLE!