Who's fighting?

There is a lifelong dedication that cannot be compromised by politics, clowns, ignorance or any other unfortunate condition. This is the Love between a mother and her first born son...and it is stronger than all that would come after it...like husbands, other siblings, acquaintances, 'friends'...
Anything and everything are secondary to it for none of them could ever know what the first born son knows. He knows his mother and they do not. For these less fortunate folk, thankfully, there are 'celebrations of life', ceremony, hopeless last attempts to quell their guilt just a little longer. Because, that which they claim to know, is unknown to them...that which only I know.
(Nobody is fighting...it is a lifelong dedication that will never die...)
Beware: The backstabbing Cousin thinks I collect knives...