We live in a world that is filled with filth and sleaze, a world that reeks of evil. You cannot afford that filthy poison to touch you. Stay away from it. Avoid it.
— Gordon B. Hinckley
Growing up I had a dog that ate poop.
According to the American Kennel Club, eating poop is associated with anxiety, attention, isolation, or an inappropriate association with food, which wasn’t the case since that dog was generally a happy and playful little wiggler. To be clear, it was cat poop. Of course, there’s more reasons listed on PetMD, which includes medical issues, or a diet not meeting nutritional needs, but I think this point is more accurate:
Unfortunately, in many dogs (and perhaps most), eating feces becomes a habit.
In fact, some dogs actually seem to enjoy eating it.
This can become a very difficult habit to break. Your dog is getting rewarded with something they like each time they are able to access the “prize” (a dirty litter box), so they are motivated to try again in the future.
And to be even more clear, it wasn’t limited to cat poop. One time visiting family, that playful little wiggler went head first into a cow patty, scarfing down well digested grass and rolling in filth as if she’d won the lottery and never had to work again.
Two of my cats do the same thing, but with deer poop.
The internet returns less on that one, but I suspect they too like it in some strange fashion, perhaps the smell of it, and roll in filth as if it were a carpet covered in top tier organic catnip. No matter how much I squish or spin them, attempting to influence their weird behaviour, the results are the same and the cats continue to cat.
The nastier side of life doesn’t bother me as much anymore. After living with three cats and several chickens for a few years, I’m accustomed to some gross stuff, because that’s reality. When life eats the expensive food you bought and returns it to the floor, you figure out the best way to clean it up and make the best of the situation. Fortunately for chickens, their bedding decomposes into garden ready compost. Dogs and cats are different, but their “by-products” likely have a purpose elsewhere, such as nonedible perennials, which is an experiment I’m currently running with my furbags.
But I’ve never been inclined to eat it, until recently.
After our move, I’ve been struggling to find work in the area.
Retail at the grocery store was my first attempt, which frankly isn’t my calling, although I learned from the experience, but not in a silly platitude sense. After a few more face plants, I came across something promising, but alas the final hurdle was an ugly one — HR. It’s been awhile since I’ve had to jump through HR hoops for a credentialed position, and somehow it’s gotten worse. I understand its function, which is to limit the company’s liability for external hires, but those “how would you handle a conflict” questions are so rehearsed and fake that I don’t see the point.
I now have a lived experience of Michael Scott’s hatred for Toby.
For interview prep, the technical aspects, and even the soft skills, weren’t much of a bother. But what sucked up my time was this requirement: “Plan and deliver content and learning activities that reflect the values, beliefs, needs, and contributions of a culturally diverse community.” In my professional experience the exact opposite has been the case, because it was always considered inappropriate to focus on a specific group of people in a professional setting. Apparently, times have changed. I eventually came up with an answer from a world religions course I took years ago, and of course that question never got asked, wasting a significant amount of my effort, but it got me thinking.
Why are we expected to eat and spit out crap that makes no sense?
The word diversity, previously called multiculturalism but now includes other “stuff,” is nothing new. I grew up with it. We all got along and respected each other, and that was pretty much it. Nothing much else to say — really, because that’s been the norm for quite some time. Yes, I recognize some groups struggle more than others, but it’s extremely inappropriate for me to stick my nose in their business, and it’s also inappropriate to assume it’s their specific ethnicity to blame. Everyone has their own lives and their own struggles, and everyone has an opportunity to overcome those struggles through hard work and perseverance. No one said life was simple.
But for some reason, despite living with each other in peace for decades, now it’s a problem, and it’s a problem to the point of needing special attention. I call bullshit. The recent special attention is causing problems, which may have sparsely existed before, but now it’s infected organizations, systems and institutions.
“Employment equity,” a phrase I never heard before, is preferential hiring based on race, gender and other recognized diversity groups, which is discrimination. Discriminating to make up for some past discrimination, when we had a fair and open system throughout my lifetime. At one point I was proud of this country, because I naively believed we had moved past these silly ideas, and we could all work together through solidarity, shared goals, and by promoting healthy co-operative behaviour, but no. What’s wrong with following the same rules under the law? Ensuring equal protection under the law? Keeping your private business and private life — private? Seems like a pretty sweet deal compared to other places on the planet, but these evil rebrands are moving us backwards into a dark murky realm.
The special overzealous attention is intentionally divisive, and it’s everywhere.
The hiring ordeal required me to eat something I knew was filthy, but some people genuinely like it; it becomes their “prize.” Scarfing down garbage is nasty, both in the metaphysical sense like entertainment, media and education, but also literally like processed foods and modern medicine. I personally avoid it as much as possible and try to spit it out after, like sucking poison from a wound. Too many minds are full of garbage. When their ideas carry a scent of crap, it’s likely indicative of their last meal.
Why are so many inclined to consume crap?
In my instance, using the word diversity was part of a competency called valuing diversity, which literally meant repeating that word back and providing instances where diversity added some value. In my opinion, this is compelled speech used to satisfy an arbitrary metric on a piece of paper with no real-world meaning.
In reality, I’ve worked with a multitude of different people and learned different tricks from each. I highly value diversity of thought, especially in a technical environment. Arguably differing viewpoints, especially adversarial ones, enhances the quality of technical work more than a culture of bias, complacency and accepting the status quo. In the explicit technical sense, diversity mitigates failure. Consider a system with both mechanical protection and electrical protection, or components manufactured from one company running in redundant parallel with components manufactured from another. Design diversity is a valuable safety principle.
But not everyone shares my interpretation.
I blame the bandwagon effect, which is a cognitive bias where people follow a perceived social direction either out of conformity or from limited information. While it simplifies decision making, it may be driven from the fear of missing out, or a self-image of being on the “winning side.” Conformity may provide a sense of belonging, but also creates a false belief of correctness, often phrased “not everyone can be wrong,” which is a logical fallacy, because objective correctness is not consensus.
Too many have jumped on this mindless and meaningless diversity bandwagon.
The bandwagon effect is also a well known phenomenon in financial bubbles, where retail investors pile in as valuations continue to rise. This was the case during the dot-com bubble, which was actively promoted by news outlets like the Wall Street Journal stating “One of the sacred tenets of business — you have to make money — looks almost like a quaint artifact.” Don’t believe your lying eyes, a semantic inverse to John Rothchild’s quote “When the shoeshine boys talk stocks it was a great sell signal in 1929.” Objective reality doesn’t change, but our perception of it does, and counter action to a bandwagon is likely prudent behaviour.
The current bandwagon of social crap is getting pretty extreme.
A quick glance at history, specifically Weimar Germany and the French Revolution, reveals a correlation between financial instability and social madness. In Germany, the erosion of the currency after WWI brought in an era of immorality and decadence, followed by hyperinflationary horror and totalitarian terror.
In the spring of 1922, Germany was evincing many signs of national despair. It was apparent to most that under the Imperial dispensation the nation had at least been confident as well as prosperous.
What was disturbing at any rate to the older generations of the upper and middle classes was their realisation of the superficiality of Prussian culture. Younger people, some of whom later remembered those years not as a nightmare but as an adventure, were mainly confused and disillusioned.
The self-confidence of the country ebbed away along with its prosperity, and as it did so the moral degeneration of the nation and its institutions set in.
— Fergusson, A. (2015). When money dies. (p. 45)
I worry the madness of today is prophetic of something menacing and maniacal in the years of tomorrow. A similar picture is painted in Fiat money inflation in France, where inflationary pressures are blamed for an economic and societal collapse, but later restored by the military exploits of Napoleon. This too alludes to an authoritarian consequence of fiscal imprudence leading to societal chaos and a reign of terror.
The main cause of these evils was tampering with the circulating medium of an entire nation; keeping all values in fluctuation; discouraging enterprise; paralyzing energy; undermining sobriety; obliterating thrift; promoting extravagance and exciting riot by the issue of an irredeemable currency.
— White, A. D. (2010). Fiat money inflation in France. (p.44)
Monetary excess must be paid for in madness, tyranny and blood.
I ask myself, how much more filth are people willing swallow?
Relative to history, the worst kinds of filth are yet to come. Employment equity promises economic discrimination, demanding adherence to the state sanctioned ideology, which will likely continue to worsen as financial disintegration continues. An extreme was experienced during the COVID hysteria, when the unvaccinated were barred from society and parts of the economy. Those nightmarish policies still linger with its most tyrannical aspects abiding in etheric suspension, waiting for release. Many happily swallowed slurring and demonizing their friends and family, which is vile, abhorrent and shameful behaviour.
I’m not happy with my brief indulgence with crap, although my own interpretation permits some tolerance, but abject tyranny is never tolerable. Self-employment will be necessary eventually, and my long term plan is fruit farming, which will always have a market, especially barter. Given my study of history, I suspect we’ve only seen the tip of a cataclysmic ice berg. While much of the population hypnotically continues to listen to violins, eating and spitting up unimaginable crap, I’m grateful for every opportunity to further prepare, because the political class have abandoned their countries for dark promises of absolute power.
Let them eat s—.
This is their official mantra as they foolishly seek godhood through a fallen star.
Many on the bandwagon are enjoying their disgusting meals, despite the cold waters creeping in on this luxurious sinking ship. Crickets, worms, flies, and cancer causing printed meats, all crappy delicacies for the boiling crowds of madness as our financial system withers like paper in the rain.
My goal is productivity, and sticking to what’s real, by avoiding the zealots and their crap smeared faces. For the horrors of the future, I’ll never be fully prepared. 2020 took me down a peg or five, but I’ll take advantage of any opportunity making hay while the sun shines, because darkness is brooding on the horizon. I can see it, and I intend to be as ready as possible for when the most disgusting of all shit becomes real.
Mental illness has gone mainstream. Mental illnesses that go mainstream perpetrate atrocities.
The woke, DEI, Trans psyop is meant to be demoralizing and humiliating. It is divide and conquer. It is also a growing competency crisis, and complex society will not survive it.
Fruit, food, homebrew, skills, friends, family, community, music, books. What matters most now is what always has mattered most, what most people have forgotten in their madness.
"Why are we expected to eat and spit out crap that makes no sense?"
Point deer, make horse: "One chengyu (Chinese idiomatic expression) that is derived from an incident involving Zhao Gao is "point at a deer and call it a horse" (指鹿為馬; zhǐlù-wéimǎ) or "calling a deer a horse", meaning "deliberate peddling of a falsehood". The Records of the Grand Historian records that Zhao Gao, in an attempt to control the Qin government, devised a loyalty test for court officials using a deer and horse:
Zhao Gao was contemplating treason but was afraid the other officials would not heed his commands, so he decided to test them first. He brought a deer and presented it to the Second Emperor but called it a horse. The Second Emperor laughed and said, "Is the chancellor perhaps mistaken, calling a deer a horse?" Then the emperor questioned those around him. Some remained silent, while some, hoping to ingratiate themselves with Zhao Gao, said it was a horse, and others said it was a deer. Zhao Gao secretly arranged for all those who said it was a deer to be brought before the law and had them executed instantly. Thereafter the officials were all terrified of Zhao Gao. Zhao Gao gained military power as a result of that. (tr. Watson 1993:70)"
From: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zhao_Gao#Calling_a_deer_a_horse
In other words, it is a (rational but horrific) ideological purity test: repeat what you know to be nonsense, thereby signaling loyalty to globohomo, or be cast out into the ether.