Welcome to Misanthropology!

This is a not a blog; a blog is a place where people come to dump the mundane details of their life to give some semblance of meaning in that it is being recorded in the annals of the World Wide Web. Not me. This is a forum, offered to you by me, where you may pick apart my ideas, hypotheses, and general ramblings about the failings and wretchedness of the human race. Feel free to agree, counter, rebut, or flat-out insult me, but know that I treat others as they treat me. General topics include: culture, science, religion, guns, law, and language. Oh, and stupid people that I meet.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Terror in the North: The Anders Breivik Affair

I'm not even going to hold back on this one. Breivik is a fucking asshole, and if there was a Hell, he would belong in its deepest, least comfortable reaches. But Anders is hardly the problem. This was an isolated incident. People aren't lining up to commit mass murder. If this sort of thing happened every day, it wouldn't get so much news coverage. We WILL NOT see another such incident in a civilized country for many years to come.

Now that we've got that out of the way, we can get to the real problem: the US conservative media. As many of you may already know, Breivik is a xian (get used to that shorthand) extremist and considers himself a Knight Templar. He will, to his dying breath I'm certain, declare himself among the highest of believers for being a soldier for his god. Now Papa Bear O'Reily, Feckless Beck and others will deny up and down that this man was not, is not, and will never be a xian in any sense of the word. This is an obvious double standard that they have applied to their faith, but refuse to allow for islam. EVERY muslim is a potential terrorist; xians, however, are not xians if they commit some sort of atrocity. What xian would systematically slay dozens of children and leave bombs in cities? I could think of a few...

Xians: own your brood. When you pick up that banner, you take everything that comes with it, for good or ill. You get Jesus and Hitler (a Roman Catholic, believe it or not). You get Robert T. Bakker and the IRA. You take it all, or you admit that your title has no qualifiers, and therefore no meaning.

A post-script: I intentionally do not capitalize the names/titles of religions and religious offices. This is because of the connotation that, in English, something with a capital letter is somehow more important or formal than those words without (proper nouns and such). I do not find anything proper about religion.

And to those who have contemplated the "thought experiment from my last post: whatever amount you may have decided should be awarded in that scenario, congratulations. You have declared that human life has a finite value. The correct answer was: human life has no value, by which I mean it is indeterminable. Or I could mean it has no value. You decide.

My Heroes

Everybody has a list of so-called "heroes" that they keep in the backs of their heads like some grocery list that they look at every here and again, adding and dropping as they gather new information or lose interest. They are cluttered with generals, sports stars, and other feckless Americana. I'd like to think my roster is, aside from being eclectic, rather timeless and true to my goals and ideals. These are people whose words and actions I have looked to for guidance in my life when more contemporary sources were...less helpful.

Jack Kevorkian: A man whose steadfast dedication to the euthanasia movement cost him his career and ultimately his freedom. He looked at death with appreciation, rather than the disdain of failure that other physicians did and still do. Death could not be a failure, he thought, when it brings the end to such enormous suffering. He was willing to give up years of his life and every shred of privacy and respect from the public and his peers to ensure for others the right he would want to have himself: the right to choose the time and place of his death, and the aid of a merciful doctor or a friend if he so chose. Jack, you will be missed, but at least we have the memories.

Nikola Tesla: Because DC is for bitches. I mean really, this man was a genius to the fullest extent of the term. Most people would reserve this slot for Thomas Edison, but fuck him; the only things he had going for him were direct current and the incandescent light bulb, and how much of either of those do you see these days? The real kicker is that he actually put time and effort towards discrediting Tesla rather than making effort to surpass him. The final score: Tesla wins, Edison blows.

George Carlin: Okay, so now we see; the high-and-mighty Evil Ben is taking life lessons from a filthy comedy act. Well I'll admit that quote Carlin's words frequently, but I take something greater from him. In the 1960s Carlin was actually arrested for using the "7 Words" in public and on public media. He should have been protected by our country's most sacred right, free speech, but he got thrown in the can anyway. So much for freedom. Also, I try to remind others, like he did, that anything can be made funny. Anything. Your dead grandma? I can come up with a joke for that, and not only can you laugh at it, you should. What good does it do you or her memory to attach some sanctimonious silent moping to her name? Why not have a laugh at that last pussy fart that squeaked out at the wake?

Richard Dawkins: It would be too easy (and obvious) to give Dawkins the spot here for being an atheist. No, he gets it for being bold and unrelenting in his mission to spread rationalism and his advocacy of science education. He's taken so many knocks for standing up against religious fanatacism, he's almost...Christ-like.

Carl Sagan: This man, to me, is so powerful, he's actually made it into my dreams to continue his work. Twice. Sagan made it his goal to bring the wonders of science to all of us, not by dumbing it down or sugar-coating hard truths, but by blending scientific fact with his own special brand of elegant prose. His works are what inspire me on a daily basis to always look for the facts, the beautiful truths that describe the awesome nature of our universe.

Anton LaVey: Okay, I think we might have seen this one coming. For starters, who else has founded a religion that DIDN'T turn into a suicide cult/ponzi scheme/militia/orgy? Yup, that's right. Like the modern members of the Church of Satan, Anton LaVey was a driven, multi-talented man with a taste for the macabre and a penchant for the mysterious. He understood men better than most men understand themselves. I take from him the desire to interact with the strange, the unusual, the odd, and the downright peculiar.

I'd keep going, but I'm due for a walk with a fat guy. Before I go, though, a thought experiment: a loved one dies in an accident, industrial or otherwise, because of a 100% culpable third party. What is the appropriate amount of restitution to be paid to you or your family?

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Let's Try This Again...

So yeah, it's been almost a year since this has had any attention. Don't worry, that's about to change significantly. The world has found new and more interesting ways to piss me off and further reduce, in my eyes, the value of human life. Stay tuned, kids; this will get intense.