Osan, I don't have time to respond to all of your points but I can tell you a lot of what you say speaks to me.
However, once again I believe you are only looking at one side of the picture. If you just look through the lens of the media, then sure, you will see a corrupt world full of weaklings.
But what about the other side we're not being shown? The other side of Americans still with the good work ethic and willingness to stand up and fight.
Willing to stand and fight? You mean like the Freemen?
Where is the fight? We should have slaughtered the tyrants going back to 1789 - shoot, back to 8000BC. Any man who attempts to violate another should be murdered with dispatch and without ceremony. Such men and, if need be, their children should be erased from the earth and all living human memory that nothing of their existences be remembered, save that their fate was that which all men who violate others risk. But no. Our forbears stood idly by, lying to themselves, probably out of rank cowardice or dull-witted ignorance. Whatever the case, it was more convenient for them to do nothing than to risk life and limb for the sake of crushing the evil that tainted their lives.
But to be fair to them, many came from places with kings and other tyrants, so conditions here perhaps seemed idyllic. But we've had 228 years to observe the changes and our hindsight should be a powerful motivator for free men to rise and murder their antagonists. But there is mere silence. Therefore, we deserve the humiliations and degradations Theye heap upon us.
You said it yourself, ultimately we are responsible, so that would conclude civilization itself is not evil, but our sloth, and avarice (and over-reliance on technology). If we got to this point, then we still have the capacity to change, even if it appears we do not.
As a matter of normative theory, you are correct. Things do not have to be this way. People could be better than they are on the average.
But they aren't.
We have thousands of years of global testament regarding the actual nature of men. The picture it paints of mean humanity makes that of Dorian Gray appear as the brightest and most angelic countenance Heaven might ever offer. Human beings are mean, dark, and infinitely beastly in their behaviors toward everything, including each other and themselves. What sort of creature do you suppose willfully addicts itself to heroin or meth such that its own existence is diminished and degraded to the point that those around him thank their Maker for the mercy of his death?
What brand of vicious beast rapes his own children? What manner of decayed and mis-designed being do we figure behaves as men behave, killing his own by the hundreds of millions in some cases? What is it upon which we gaze when peering into the mirror, knowing that some of our own kind spend the sorts of energies to contrive bombs that turn into fiery mist entire cities within seconds?
The MRI machines, business farming, modern medicine, space flight, and all the other "miracles" of modern civilization mean absolutely nothing when the other side of the human coin is naught but the most bitterly appalling taint such that God's mind reeled at what he had wrought and has removed himself for the horror he has beheld, knowing that it issued from his hands. Hell, he probably shot himself through the head decades ago in shame and disgust at the evils to which he had given birth through the instrumentality of his human spawn.
We are slaves. Ever stinking last one of us. You. Me. AF. Hitler. THEMME. That's the truly amusing bit in all of it: Theye think they stand above it all, controlling this and manipulating that. Theye, however, are the most abject of all of us. Theire chains are the heaviest and the roughest forged, but they don't realize it. Just as with the rest of us, Theye have build the prisons in which they live and no hydrogen bomb or other device could ever hope to break those impregnable walls.
And so here we all sit, together in a cesspit of befouled thought and perception, thinking the most wildly insane things imaginable and taking them as calm, sane, objective truths. That is why we as a species are doomed and why nothing but radical disruption holds the only likely hope for a better future. Those fucking aliens or that meteor is long overdue. Humanity is lost in a maze of mental frenzy, hurling itself to ever blacker days. If you or anyone thinks that this cycle of self-reinforcing suicide will be broken with reason, good will, or any of the other bullshit notions and lies we like to toss between each other, then all I can say is good luck with it.
The only thing that is going to break this death spiral is brute, callous, merciless force; the kind of force that will leave the great majority of humanity in the dust, crushed under the heel of reality's unfeeling boot. It is only when those who remain are presented with the stark and humiliating choice of charting a very different course or perishing with the rest will hope be relit. Until then, the only place we are heading is downward, right into the maw of hell itself.
Sure, we could end this nonsense in the next five minutes, in theory. But statistical reality is very different from theory and those of us who understand means and what they represent, the raw power there, know that the chances of a better outcome are just this side of zero. That is the horrible and sad truth of it... only for me it isn't really even that sad anymore. I've spent nearly 60 years watching people, how they have decayed in their outward behaviors, and what I have seen is so disgusting that I can no longer say that the obliteration of such reviling attitudes and choices is sad. The only sad thing is that people chose this willingly for themselves. It is akin to Adam, sitting there in Eden, putting a revolver to his head in the midst of paradise. All he has to do is relax and love his life, but for some reason he chooses dissatisfaction and therefore charts for himself a whole other course.
On the average, human beings are nothing better than fucking retards, wholly undeserving of their lives and the beauties of this world. We choose hell in the midst of Eden. How crazy is that, I ask you?
And I maintain that the development of our technologies, all superficial appearances to the contrary notwithstanding, have been a net destructive factor in our lives. I don't give a rat-turd if I can speak to a panel on the wall and get the ho' of my dreams to form from thin air before my eyes and give me a blow job to bring the tears to my eyes; the fact that I cannot drink the water from most natural sources for the shit our forefathers dumped into them just ruins it all. But those are the costs of that which we have and speaking only for myself, not a whit of it was worth the price. No a single cunt-hair of any of it.
While we are on the topic: last night on Netflix I watched "Quest For Fire", a 1981 film with Ron Perlman and Rae Dawn Chong. There is NO DIALOG, as it is a story of pre-verbal men. I cannot recommend it highly enough. Find it on the web if you cannot access Netflix and see it, because it has much to teach, if you can peel away the superficialities. The lessons there are for the ages of all men, and I exaggerate no whit.
Some will look at that life and think it was horrible. I think it was in many ways, yet still preferable in many to what we live today. Nothing is perfect, as the saying goes, and I do not idealize that which is portrayed - very much the opposite. But the men were free in ways we cannot ever know, and for my nickel and all else equal, I would take that over this any time. I don't care how short my life might be, or how brutish. So long as I am free to take my OWN shot at life without the watchful eye of Big Brother upon me, I will choose freedom over civilization any time. When I say I am a wild animal, I am very literal in my meaning. If I behaved as I am moved sometimes, I would be shot. That is the truth of it, and I suspect it is the same for more people than some would be comfortable acknowledging.
There are other avenues of salvation, but I find the likelihood of any of them coming to pass insignificantly low. Lucky for me, my life will soon be over and I will be done with the brutish stupidity of men. Good riddance, I say.
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