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poliphiloYou may have gathered that I'm against The Man. Show me a Pope or a President or a Prime Minister and I want to know what vile sores he's hiding under his natty threads. Human beings are nasty, insanitary monkeys and I don't want one of them telling me what to do.
Guess this makes me an anarchist.
OK, I understand that anarchy isn't practical politics. The Anarchist State is a contradiction in terms. So what's the point?
The point is to keep things moving. To make sure no uniformed ape stays in office too long, because the longer they stay in office the more arbitrary and offensive they become. Anarchy is about stirring the mix, poking the fire, salting the wound.
In the hope that out of the ferment and perpetual motion something better might come.
Because I'm not a cynic. In fact I'm an optimist. I think human beings are at a very early stage in their evolution and that things can only get better. One of these days we'll be sitting in the lounge of the Sirius Hilton, gazing up at the night sky, enjoying our umpteenth century of unbroken peace and harmony, and we'll make out old Sol faintly twinkling among the stars and I'll turn to you or you'll turn to me and say, "Jeez, baby, but we've come a long, long way."
Guess this makes me an anarchist.
OK, I understand that anarchy isn't practical politics. The Anarchist State is a contradiction in terms. So what's the point?
The point is to keep things moving. To make sure no uniformed ape stays in office too long, because the longer they stay in office the more arbitrary and offensive they become. Anarchy is about stirring the mix, poking the fire, salting the wound.
In the hope that out of the ferment and perpetual motion something better might come.
Because I'm not a cynic. In fact I'm an optimist. I think human beings are at a very early stage in their evolution and that things can only get better. One of these days we'll be sitting in the lounge of the Sirius Hilton, gazing up at the night sky, enjoying our umpteenth century of unbroken peace and harmony, and we'll make out old Sol faintly twinkling among the stars and I'll turn to you or you'll turn to me and say, "Jeez, baby, but we've come a long, long way."
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Date: 2005-04-24 05:08 am (UTC)They chose to look at the pictures.
Then, when offered a choice of looking at Betas, they all went for the cherry juice instead, and would not look at the Betas until bribed by double cherry juice!
And so we are wired to love movie stars and to want to look at them, concluded the study.
And, I suppose, to find a leader to adore if possible.
Assuming--well, assuming lots of things.
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I very much like your image of sitting in the lounge of the Sirius Hilton, but I wonder if it will be some other form of sentient beings up there? Someone sturdier than we are--Two clever cockroaches, sipping whatever bugs sip.
Ugh.
No, I like yours better.
Someday we'll be as much a curiosity as the Neanderthals are to us.
(I wonder, as others do, if those big-eyed aliens that keep popping up in people's bedrooms are time travelers from our own future, coming back through their time warps to look at the funny people from their past.)
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Date: 2005-04-24 06:14 am (UTC)Yes, I agree about our "alien" visitors. Their elusiveness could be explained by their unwillingness to interfere with history. They behave pretty much as time travellers do in the movies. For example the new Dr Who has just saved the world again, then scooted off, leaving behind a computer virus that will wipe all mention of him off the Internet.
That monkey experiment is fascinating. Monkeys give me the creeps. They're just too much like us for me to feel comfortable around them.