Skip to comments.The Insanity of Being Human (LazVanity)
Posted on 05/07/2012 6:07:42 AM PDT by Lazamataz
Cats are genetically wired to behave in ways that humans see as insane. They often torment and play with their prey, for example, in a manner that we would call 'sadistic'. Sadism, to humans, is not a sane characteristic.
Sometimes it seems that humans are also genetically wired to behave insanely. Let us look at the votes recently taken in Greece, France, and Germany. In all three cases, the concept of austerity (read: fiscal responsibility) has been completely rejected by their populations. In one case, France, the populace actually elected a labeled Socialist.
The financial systems of most of Europe are in near-collapse and the only thing that might have saved them from ruin was fiscal responsibility. Yet the people voted against it, so that they may have a few more weeks of government cheese and 32-hour work-weeks. The Europeans, in a collective rebellion against that which exists, threw off the shackles of reality, and slipped from under the yoke of truth.
To deny reality, and proceed apace in a destructive fashion, is insanity.
The reality of the situation is that Europe will eventually -- and quickly! -- be subject to the laws of economics. In a very short time-frame, the system will collapse in its entirety. At that point, ANY paper currency will be meaningless, and the insane actions of the Europeans will ultimately be at fault. Once paper currency, of any nationality and of any denomination, becomes worthless, chaos will result. From the fires of chaos, World Wars are born.
The shortsightedness of a selfish public, who is unwilling to face the harsh truths, is a worldwide phenomenon. It is as if the entire world decided to embark on a worldwide Argentinian experiment -- in which their currency collapsed -- and will probably concluding with Zimbabwean results.
It appears that the solution, albeit one impossible to forestall this collapse, is decidedly local. It is inside ones self. To become less selfish, to become a person of character, to think of serving others before you serve yourself: These are the character traits that would have prompted people to have voted for fiscal responsibility in Europe, instead of the few remaining months of government largesse.
Tough times create tough and selfless people. Soft times create a soft and selfish people. The soft and the amoral have spoken. The collapse will proceed. The suffering and bloodshed that will result will be Biblical. One hopes that the result, a generation from now, is a tougher and more moral people.
Anything else would be insanity.
I intend to write more of them as time goes on, to generate original content for this site.
Peace and love to y'all.
Very well said, Laz.
A living laboratory for our governing bodies here. Seeing our own elite's egotistical tendency to insist on "doubling down" on such failed policies, though, I'm not overly optimistic.
Very nice, Laz.
Will ya’ make it 30?
Why should they take personal responsibility? Seriously, what possible purpose would doing something hard, owning up to your mistakes, going without some “entitlements” serve? For them to do ANYTHING, without regard to how small - is utterly pointless.
You know, I know, and they know, that “someone” else will have to come swoop in, invest Trillions of dollars, and patch things up again. That “someone” is the USA. Always has been, always will be - regardless how stupid such a move is.
Meanwhile, they will continue to bitch and whine about how their rescue didn’t come fast enough, or do enough for them; and they will curse us for their burdens and responsibilities we pick up.
They have done it before, and they will do it again. And the most insane part of it all - neither we, nor they will learn a single lesson from history.
I think you are right on Laz..
The question remains is how long before we slip into this or will we go down with a fight?
Nicely done, Laz. Add me to the NVFBSDPL please. :-)
Is that a request to be on the Pingaroo list?
The second coming was predicted about 2,000 years ago ....
God's timetable is not ours and that laboratory you refer to may wait a long time before the test tubes explode
Laz, I hardly recognize ye. (I like it!)
AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race,
I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.
We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.
We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market Place,
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.
With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch,
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch;
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings;
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.
When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease.
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “Stick to the Devil you know.”
On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “The Wages of Sin is Death.”
In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “If you don’t work you die.”
Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.
As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool’s bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;
And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins,
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn,
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!
Better to be pissed off than pissed on ... thanx, Laz.
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Of course, the above mentioned group has their own kind of insanity...