We don't fight the good fight. We just fight.
I can't get through a day without someone trying to get confrontational. If I get up in the morning, there is family, who are likely bored and spoiling for a shouting match. Going out on the town, there's always some drunk or idiot looking to file spittle in my face. At school we're told day in and day out that our choice of profession is competetive, and cutthroat.
Such is the culture of capitalism, and self-reward I guess. Our North-American culture has gone into a full circle-jerk system, where people get ahead, and make innovations to get ahead. There's no real advancement, everything ends up coming back to the #1 most important person. I can remember reading about times of enlightenment when men and women innovated because it was the hip thing to do, not for some cheap profit or fame. I remember reading wars where soldiers went to right horrific wrongs, and had a purpose. Now, it's just an international pissing contest.
We don't fight to achieve anything anymore, we just fight to satisfy ourselves, our pride, our egos. There's no honour either, if we have to kill our brothers and sisters, skewer them on pikes, and salt their graves to get enough money to buy bread, we'd do it. And we wouldn't stop there either, we would find better and faster ways of doing it, speeding up the depravity, and reducing the contact with it to numb ourselves from reality.
I guess, we live in a culture with bloody hands, and we're using those hands to cram every last erge of wealth into our bodies. I can hardly wait to see the day when our children in Kindergarten will be taught to never share, and never trust their fellow peers, for they are all bloodthirsty monsters.
I can see, thousands of years in the future, the descendants of our culture will look back at us, much like we look back on our colonial ancestors, and wonder...
What the fuck was wrong with them?
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