These villagers live according to the laws of Mother Nature. They are beholden to no one. Storms blow over their huts or drive away the fish and destroy crops. Not men. It is a life without artifice, a paradise of sorts that's based on reality. If a hurricane can decimate you and your neighbors, then there really is no need to invent phony sicknesses with quack cures and bogeyman that hide in the jungle at night.
Here in the Western World, we have no such luxuries. We invented a system that needs to be fed, and our lives and the land we inhabit is the price we pay for this mirage of prosperity. It's a psychosis that's gone beyond competing with the neighbors. It's about their destruction, albeit hidden behind a phony facade of "charity" while wrapping oneself in a flag and crying about the losses of Liberty. We are told what to buy, who we are based on what we buy, and what our purpose is in buying, from those among us whose best interest remains in maintaining the status quo. Do you really profit from their vested self-interest? Uh, no.
Let's be clear. We feed on greed to supply the need. We WANT beyond what we were designed as humans to handle and I have seen it drive people mad—doing things and then rationalizing them away in the exact same way any two-bit con does in jail about the break-in that went bad, resulting in two people dead. Your thoughts and your actions lead you somewhere, whether you admit it to yourself and those around you or not. This culture of "winning" based on lies and concealment is startling to buckle and crumble in this new time of transparency, and I am heartily ushering it in. Why? Because the hypocritical right-wing Senator who impregnates his mistress is finally getting his due. He's getting taped by her as he tries to blackmail and manipulate her into an abortion right after he stumped on the Senate floor about the "evils" of women's healthcare.
So. If you are someone who likes a steady diet of reality, welcome back. Let's pick up where we left off, with something to "feed your jones". It might come in handy the next time a Beverage Biggie wants to plead commerce and the joys of a supposed free market economy to you. You know, because it's all about "choices", not some artificially created campaign that's designed to pull you in based on your vulnerabilities. Nah. Can't be, right? I mean, that's how drug dealers operate and that's ILLEGAL. Conspiracy theories are for kooks and people who wear tin foil hats. But I say that a junkie by any other name is still an addict. Read on dear readers, and unplug from the matrix that surrounds you. There's gold to be had in selling snake oil and you are paying the price. Start making the connections.
