accredit /əˈkredət/

Societies. I only know this one. The modern western world. And more and more it feels like nothing but a big game. A recreation. A pretend life in the strange absence of a real one. The perils and prizes that drove our evolution for such an incredibly long time by our tiny point of view, are suddenly irrelevant.

So a monopoly board suffices instead. A game of credits: reputation and money. Though just like the Joshua computer; the wargames simulator, the little wires in our head know no difference between game and reality.