“Take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder and sieve it through the finest sieve and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. and yet... and yet you act as if there is some ideal order in the world, as if there is some... some rightness in the universe by which it may be judged.”
― Terry Pratchett, Hogfather
It's all us, crazy half apes running around being obsessive about what parts of our body to cover, man nipples good, woman nipples bad, side boob under boob good, side penis not good... it goes on and on in the same vein. Endless repetition because we live for an eye blink in the scheme of things, and can't recall last Tuesday let alone what the last bunch did a century ago. I suspect rules give some a sense of improving civilisation, a feeling of permanence in an endlessly changing universe. Whatever I don't know, it's a forum.