Civilization – The Sequel

I may be wrong, but I got this feeling that Civilization has now entered a new, deadly phase, a Phase Two. Maybe, hopefully, it is the Final Phase.

Whereas in Phase One you were forced to view Nature itself as a threat per se, and as only good in its ability to provide resources and products for human consumption, the new threat in Phase Two is Truth.

To be civilized today – in this day and age – you have to despise Truth like the Plague itself. («For what is ’Truth’ anyway? And is their ’Truth’ any better than our ’Truth’?», I hear the NeoCon yadayada already in my head...)

The common theme is the alienation of Man from his true origin and environment: Unspoilt Nature. The covert rationale for this alienation is as always: Power.

In Phase One, by giving you a raw deal or a contract – join the farmer village and we’ll protect you from Evil, Scary Nature – they also made you their slave, their tax subject, their debt slave, etc. And of course, they told you that no-one could live a life out there anymore, among the brutes and the animals. And you somehow believed them.

In Phase Two, by contrast, they gave you an extended and even scarier deal: Hey you! You better join up with us and believe whatever we say is true, or else! Otherwise we tag you as a terrorist – and BY GOD! we hate the terrorists. DON’T WE?!

In this new phase you are all of a sudden unpatriotic if you question their right to disappear anyone they like, torture anyone they like and even execute anyone they like, without even a shred of evidence. If you ask ’Where’s the proof?’ you show signs of Life and of an intellectual capacity above melting point, and thus you are undeniably an ’intellectual terrorist’ in their lists and databases.

The bottom line is their subjects are now expected to look to them not only for food and shelter and protection from evil forces, but also for the hour-to-hour revision of the truth in their eyes. And if you deviate from this ’enforced truth’ in front of them or their extensive hierarchy of obedient followers – yes, even in front of your old mom or dad – you are immediately looked upon as some kind of a problem, a security threat.

Sometimes it just makes me so mad. And sad. But then I realize I just have to think about them as the System. Or the Shitstem, as they say in Jamaica. Somehow, if they work for the man, they also outsource their brain to the man, 24/7.

That’s the power of money, I guess. It makes the world go round.