While attending
university, I enrolled in an Arthurian Mythology literature course.
At the end of the semester, one student asked the professor which
version of the King Arthur stories gave the most realistic impression
of what life was like in the Middle Ages. Without hesitating he
replied Monty Python and the Holy Grail. He
went on to explain that the Middle Ages were a time when knights and
kings and aristocrats were tromping around in the mud making fools of
themselves while believing they were far
more noble than they actually were.
Such
is the human race. It is likely that is how
people were from the
beginning. In our own way, that is what we are now in the 21st
century: a bunch of clowns who think of themselves as king and
queens, far beyond reproach, the pinnacle of civilization, the summit
of accumulated knowledge, the end point of evolution. In a hundred
years, if the human race even
survives that long, our
ancestors will be looking at us like we were nothing but a bunch of
ignorant hicks.
The best of us will be forgotten. Most people will be remembered as
nothing more than footnotes to footnotes to footnotes, the subject of
billions of bytes of data, a cloud of digital dust that no one will
care to inspect.
What little attention we get
in life these days comes from computerized algorithms that are
incapable of thought. Our brains are dominated by AI information
systems that run on autopilot. Most people think of the internet as a
giant brain that exists to do all the hard work of thinking for us.
We live in an era when the activities of the human race are destined
to be forgotten due to lack of interest. It is an era of social
self-negation, each individual becoming an autistic life support
system for a cell phone.
Ernest
Hemingway said that all people, regardless of who or what they are,
die like animals.
And
so I blog about history and the books I read. I do not make any
claims to complete accuracy. I did not witness the historical events
I describe. All I can do is write paraphrases of paraphrases written
by people who possibly never knew what they were talking about to
begin with. If you really want to flesh out the pure truth about it
all, get up off your lazy ass and research this stuff for yourself.
If
you don’t read deeply, you don’t think deeply. Therefore I offer
my thoughts on the literature that keeps my mind alive in a world
full of intellectual dullards who are sleepwalking through history.
You
can do what you want with these writings. I do not care about getting
credit for any of it. This is purely a labor of love. I will never be
able to sell this stuff; no one would want to buy it. In our day and
age, any writing longer than a Twitter post
makes most human brains shut down. Intellect
is absorbed by video games, internet porn, and Facebook
newsfeeds
filled with photos of cats, babies, tofu burgers, and political rants
written by a strange cousin you only met once when you were nine
years old.
If you, reader, by some
chance find a way to make money
off my writing then go for it. Just do me a favor and send a couple
bucks my way so I can buy some more beer.
But beware! Plagiarism is a game for vermin, parasites, and other losers who are not bright enough to do their own work. The demons of fate may be cursing and stalking you. When they sink their fangs into your neck and drain all your blood, what will you do then? That is a problem you will have to solve on your own.
But beware! Plagiarism is a game for vermin, parasites, and other losers who are not bright enough to do their own work. The demons of fate may be cursing and stalking you. When they sink their fangs into your neck and drain all your blood, what will you do then? That is a problem you will have to solve on your own.
The
pictures and music are just there because I do not have time to write
everyday. Think of them as sensory immersions into a world of nightmarish pleasures. The articles are there because there is, and always has been, some crazy shit going on in the world. Some of it is actually interesting. Do yourself, and the rest of the world, a favor: Read and Think; there aren't enough people out there doing either one.
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