Judging by the current dialogue from the average disgusting hairless apes we call humans and their ability to mimic and parrot the consumerist and capitalist propaganda, we are most certainly doomed. We deserve to be wiped off the face of the earth. We are simpletons who find ourselves deluded by our own selfish desires and the misconception we are some how smarter or savvy enough to avoid group think and subconscious manipulation. We are not equipped with any specific mechanisms to help us circumvent believing everything we read and preferring the most emotionally driven information and avoiding logic and rational thoughts.
Reminiscent of the days of the Hearst empire, predicated on the idea that lies sell better than the truth, we find ourselves in a world where information is seemingly on tap and always flowing like a river. However the waters have been purposefully made murky in order to deny, delay and confuse all people who would benefit from social and system changes. In the meantime meat eating, beer gut, truck driving, toxic testosterone driven traditionalists and every other xenophobic simpleton with a double chin and a empty brain will refuse to slow, stop or change the very things that are killing them and poisoning their environment along with every living being they claim to love.
We have learned nothing and will continue you devolve into loveless, logic-less beasts with our brains pickled in sugar, salt and fat, not to mention the myriad of corporate sponsored chemistry and pharmaceuticals. Prozac was the first of its kind, to try and mask the unfortunate and unnatural symptoms of living in a modern purposeless world and since then corporations have continued to create imaginary diseases, invent new drugs to manipulate our minds and improve the evolution of bread and circuses. Bread and Circuses being an old idea which is: Any possible means of distracting and detracting from important social and political ideas, including junk sports, junk drugs, junk food, junk politics all which only herd us into one corner no matter what the image of what is advertised, sells us.
So kick back, grab a 68 oz. Dr. Pepper, take a fist full of xanax, fuel up your SUV and go do donuts in your local wal-mart parking lot while firing off your AK-47 with the banana clip with the army green finish. All while listening to music at full volume that reinforces your hatred, misogyny and pointless lust for worthless consumer goods. Escalate this process of your own demise and bring on entropy faster so we don’t have to linger in a state of misery and anxiety any longer than we have to.