Human beings being derived from the mammalian line of evolutionary experimentation, wrought of nature (or equivalently ELOHEIM) and chance or otherwise special development enable-ing the quality of SPEECH, by which the accumulated knowledge of previous generations may be passed along to the ongoing current form; thereby integrating eons of time/ experience into the experience of forms extant today, nevertheless remain what they have always been in the biological sense of being an AGGREGATE species. That is to say, in contrast to the more primitive fish, amphibian and reptile lines - we are a SOCIAL ANIMAL/BEING at our most effective/realistic level of existence. At the same time however, I would submit that this group effectiveness depends for it's strength on it's individual contributions from the variation and viability of INDIVIDUALS which make it up (self- evident apparently, the chain can be no stronger than it's weakest link, eh?).
Thus we seem to have been conceived "on the horns of a dilemma" which however, rather than condemning us (as a pessimist 'twould say), actually is the source of our strength if we but use it wisely through recognizing the basic dualism of our nature rather than arrogantly attempting to confine our psyche and society to one extreme or the other (politically enforced egalitarianism or laisse-faire radicalism = anarchy {if there are no moral/logical restrictions}).
The natural history of animal domination on this planet seems to bear out the inherent viability of this "Dynamic Balance" creature known as the HUMAN SPECIES through the fact that another mammal which had opted (or which nature had opted through social evolution) for the more individual mode of operation - The CATS - who had dominated all other creatures (and often making a meal of individual men) fell victim ultimately to the force of the aggregate power of humans.
Against this background and reality of our existence which is by nature, dualistic I present an observation upon a conflict of interest as it were which arises quite naturally (and inevitably) out of it. This conflict has been the source of much consternation and a drag upon the progress of our species in elevating our society towards the more "HUMANE" levels of existence. Quite directly put, the conflict is the one arising from one's responsibilities to both the progress of the society as a whole (entity) and on the other hand to the survival and well-being of one's own particular family. So many good causes have remained leaderless, so much corruption has been undisclosed because of the fact that a morally courageous person (who would not fear retribution upon their own person for the betterment of humankind) was restrained from acting for the good of the species by fears and/or threats on the lives, happiness and "need for the children's fa/mo-ther" engendered through their love and responsibility to "their own".
And evolution's "cul-de-sac" or simple stupidity, or evil's last black card to play has been historically to be able to ask people to lay down their lives for "their country" in order to defend the supporters of those who KILL for "law and order", when government RULERS operate in more SECRECY than we will ever be allowed to KNOW (under the current regime). {unless we achieve another Frank Church - type investigation into the questionable practices of the "Casey-fied" agencies/Bureaus}
Addendum ca. '08 - cf. the shrub-chaney "re-election war” of Iraq by those who stole the '00 "election". Can you spell ABUSE OF POWER, danny quail ??
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CENTURY CITY "CHINATOWN" BLUES
[HAND-WRITTEN NOTE; Written on a Gary Hart Interview found in the Washington Post weekly "magazine" of selected articles (about) winter '84 @ ABC twin triangular towers lunch]
To all you girls,
who'd like to take a swirl,
of love - with me
the cockeyed bede.
The truth is you see,
for a year or two or three
I've quite wanted the same,
and would've - but for the shame,
of having too little money
for you image - seeking honeys,
to look the part -
w/o glasses that seem more dark than smart,
in this first world game of throwing darts -
of love from the eyes
which do the trick - yes they'll pierce yer heart,
if you can get to the (dance) floor in even a dodge dart.
The great Babylon of love, Los Angeles
has been a desert isle for one such as me,
who gave up his gold for integrity,
sure that love could pay it's own fee.
Indeed, but a land of lost angel - lees it seems,
if angels were but paper images
cut out of dollar bills - me thinks this town
(and country) would have all fulfilled.
But when you look like a bum, don't chew
the current "fashion" $$$ gum - & the busses
do not late enough run - yer outa luck son.
Especially when you're crazy enough to be,
just that type - who won't sell his soul for the hype -------
that sais GREED IS RIGHT &
FORGET the body bags that used to come into town every night,
"you're over 30 - why should YOU give a damn who has to fight?" (for our standard of living).........................
So now it seems, I too -
wear the bloody badge of green $$ MAM-MEAN
but don't be too sure - what other prose I have in store.
For now I appear,
in Cent. town where they all can see and hear -
the FOOLS golden mouthpiece too clear.
.............and you say - what happened to the love poetry -
ya said you were going to write today?
WOULD THAT AH COULD LOVE YOU ALL
JUMP DOWN FAST FROM UPON THIS WALL.
BUT AFTER THEY SEE WHAT I WRITE TONIGHT -
THEY'LL PROBABLY LINE ME UP AGAINST IT LIKE________________
FOR DON'T YOU SEE - ? MY LOVING TREES
ANY ATTACHMENT TO ONE OF THEE***
MIGHT BRING YOU D E A T H EASILY
and what kind of love would this then be???
So until anon,
just sing the song
and try to understand if this FOOL's wrong.....
[IF Y KNOW A CHEAP PUBLISH-SHORE
OR AN ENLIGHTENED SPAWN-SOAR,
FOR Z FOOL ON AAA's RUN, mon 777]
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RECALL THE WARNING OF FAYE, WHO WAS DONE - AWAY
CAUSE JACK DIDN'THIS OWN ADVICE OBEY. (Title reference)
<Do you love it enough to leave it - SAFE?>
Addendum, expand years to decades. Do you think you know what a lover's hell is ? by JOB...outside prison walls, not likely
BELIEVE U me.