Today my friend noticed my dog "acts just like a person". I asked him how he would act had he been raised by wolves.
"Oh, pretty wild. I would eat raw fish and sleep in the mud!"
"Well this wolf has been raised by people. Is that so different?"
And then the conversation topic magically changes.
We hold ourselves back when we avoid interaction and perspective outside our expected, comfortable norms. It's not even as if the ant colony's productivity would be threatened by acting alive. Our culture merely demands that we give up our souls in terms of going along with the lifestyle it has tailored for us. We take it a step further, by taking on corporate behavior even we are not on the corporate clock or in a corporation. For the Corporation is no one particular corporation but the collective Corporation that has so swallowed our culture, entering a heartless institution, dressing like a Republican blow-up doll, and acting phony with other people who also hate acting phonily all fly under the radar, for that is how we act all the time. What was meant to guarantee partial cooperation part of the time has become full-fledged cultural castration.
If I were the Corporation, I would be embarrassed with my success -- if I were capable of emotion, which I wouldn't be. In functionalizing the dominant institutions of society which control government, environmental, militaristic, cultural, artistic, spiritual and biological policy, we have functionalized human behavior. It is the absence of joy even more than the absence of balance with Nature or connection with God that is the tragedy of our age. And we are so patently fucking absent of joy that we do not register its absence anymore than a lobotomized man notices his copy of "War and Peace" missing.
Live!
"Oh, pretty wild. I would eat raw fish and sleep in the mud!"
"Well this wolf has been raised by people. Is that so different?"
And then the conversation topic magically changes.
We hold ourselves back when we avoid interaction and perspective outside our expected, comfortable norms. It's not even as if the ant colony's productivity would be threatened by acting alive. Our culture merely demands that we give up our souls in terms of going along with the lifestyle it has tailored for us. We take it a step further, by taking on corporate behavior even we are not on the corporate clock or in a corporation. For the Corporation is no one particular corporation but the collective Corporation that has so swallowed our culture, entering a heartless institution, dressing like a Republican blow-up doll, and acting phony with other people who also hate acting phonily all fly under the radar, for that is how we act all the time. What was meant to guarantee partial cooperation part of the time has become full-fledged cultural castration.
If I were the Corporation, I would be embarrassed with my success -- if I were capable of emotion, which I wouldn't be. In functionalizing the dominant institutions of society which control government, environmental, militaristic, cultural, artistic, spiritual and biological policy, we have functionalized human behavior. It is the absence of joy even more than the absence of balance with Nature or connection with God that is the tragedy of our age. And we are so patently fucking absent of joy that we do not register its absence anymore than a lobotomized man notices his copy of "War and Peace" missing.
Live!
