The Gentle Ones are Hiding or Dead.
Those who embrace violence for its own sake, who dedicate a large part of their resources toward developing ever more convenient means of killing and oppressing others will always gain the upper hand, for a time. I personally choose to believe that due to the narrowness of thought of such violent cultures, they will ultimately fail. The byproduct will be the usual suffering in all its varied forms: war, famine, disease.
Man is a creature that shits where he eats. He sets up elaborate social structures with which to replicate the harshest qualities of nature, and congratulates himself on his brilliance. All of his institutions are rotten to the core because his relationship to the world and everything that lives in it are corrupt. ‘Leadership’ – the official mouthpieces of this sad state of affairs – have become very proficient at gracing atrocities with noble language: liberty, justice.
A lack of willingness to face up to unpleasant realities in favor of comforting illusions lead to societies with an inability to adapt to prevailing conditions. Willful ignorance and hubris assures that the same troup of monkeys retain possession of the biggest sticks with which to beat one another senseless.
A population of pointing fingers – this one is the enemy, that one is the source of our problems – as if there is a single unified source of our problems other than the nature of humanity itself. Same-sex marriage the boogieman of a particular moment, the applied art of misdirection, meanwhile the plundering of the economy continues on schedule and the hired thugs of the state known as the police arm themselves to the teeth while family (the fundamental unit of society, or so we are told,) breaks down.
It’s difficult to maintain sanity under such conditions. Obsessive behavior can become a coping mechanism: money, sex, celebrity, food, drugs, religion. There are wise people to be found, even today; but we are too often in thrall to the blatherings of the village idiot, distracted, just as we are meant to be, or so it would seem.
The gentle ones are lost in addiction or driven into a hermit’s existence, rejecting as best they can the values of society-at-large, focused on the minutiae of their own daily lives, hoping above all to escape becoming fodder for insatiable public institutions. For many, this sick semblance of civilization represents an endless array of opportunity – there is money to be made, careers to advance, and reports to be written.
Your well-being is bad for business. Your troubles are somebody’s meal-ticket. Your faith is what allows you to be manipulated so effectively. Your prejudices are most prized among the political elite. Your children are already being processed, your little tribe broken down and separated, a potential threat efficiently neutralized.
Why has the latest shooting happened? Because brutality has been adopted as public policy, and ignorance is coin of the realm.
What result were you expecting?
