by Art Carden
The American Institute for Economic Research
Everyone knows the story: Never take candy from a stranger. Or get in the car with a stranger. Or make eye contact with a stranger. After all, you don’t know who they are. They’re strangers. They are other, outside the tribe, not among the set of people with whom we interact regularly. Their intentions may not be honorable.
And yet there I was, at my son’s birthday party, staring at a table littered with candy we had taken from strangers that we were planning to give to our kids and their friends. Even where we knew who had made the finished good — my wife and kids had baked and decorated the birthday cake — there are strangers at every turn along the path from raw and naked earth to the cake that was set before us.