Is keeping up the good fight for truth worth it?
Sometimes I’m not so sure. The whole damn world seems to be going
cuckoo and what the heck am I going to do about it? Right?
Do you ever get the feel that your talent and, for a lack
of terminology, capacity to contribute goes largely untapped and even
ignored? I certainly do. It seems those in charge are more driven
by superstition, well more accurately their limbic systems, than I ever noticed
before. Perhaps I'm just getting older and uglier and thus more likely to
be a target. More specifically, managers tend to be deciding what they
feel, not what they think, and they couldn't justify their decisions with sound
reason if their life depended on it. But hey, they read the book Blink.
I'm not an atheist nor a blind-eyed theist, and I
subscribe to Mark Darrin Kemp's stance (alluded to in his yet to be published
novel) that although theoretical physics is getting close to understanding the
expanse of reality, which is very instructive to how we should view reality,
society is largely clueless to the truth about just about everything – and it
is getting worse. If this fabulous but nebulous statement leaves you
confused I apologize.
My point is that whether we believe we have souls or not,
we are all doomed to the fact that here in our meat suits we are creature
through and blue and as such, our views and beliefs are often enslaved to
fallacies of the creature – and nothing causes the most problems than the
social creature.
If you are one who simply shares the unadulterated and
unabated truth but you find yourself losing to the social players - those
people who ever seem to be attenuated to the social context - even the belief
system of the public mind, then you’re not alone. You may perform above others who are good at politicking,
but it doesn't matter. Those who always seemed to meld with the crowd and
plug into the social "Matrix" of whatever social context is afoot at
the time seem to get the jobs, the attention and influence decisions. The
Warren Harding Effect is real but only hints at one real aspect of human
nature.
OK, so what am I talking about? Seek to answer the
question: what is the biology of beautiful? You’ll find so much of well
everything is driven by some implementation of beautiful. But what is
beautiful? I argue, beautiful is simply a manifestation of one of the
most primal and fundamental aspects of human nature. Welcome to your
species.
Young is beautiful and old is not and regardless of
experience, youth wins out on the most fundamental levels, justified by the
most shallow of motives. But youth is but one element of this
phenomenon. In short, the majority of public decisions (or decisions involving
the social support of others) is enslaved to our limbic system. When the
brain's social network lights up in charm from basic biological response
triggered from proclivity associated with our species it is hard to compete
with that.
The world is cuckoo because it is run by animals called
Homo sapiens who in reality operate in fairy tales and vaporware most of their
lives. Yet we can step outside the creature with choice and produce
marvelous works. But I believe that side of us is beginning to
disappear. To an extraterrestrial looking in on us they might consider is
little more than primates with cell phones.
Regardless, I say keep up the good fight because it is
likely one of the only sources of clarity we’ll ever have in this life.
