A few hours of mountain climbing turn a rascal and a saint into two pretty similar creatures. Fatigue is the shortest way to Equality and Fraternity–and, in the end, Liberty will surrender to Sleep.

— Nietzsche, Human, All Too Human

I suppose mountain climbing would indeed work, especially in the Swiss Alps, but I can vouch for the fact that unloading nearly a thousand boxes by hand off of two shipping containers also serves in a pinch, especially if you add in a two-hour time limit before the truck driver needs to get moving. By around box 935, one has achieved, if not Zen-like calm detachment, a single-minded focus on endurance. Beyond good and evil lies…exhaustion, it turns out.