lack of imagination
Posted: May 9th, 2010, 4:19 am
somehow nothing could be further from the truth! i know you do not lack imagination, having read your writing, i guess i was just lucky , had the right words at the right time!
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But see, you assume I meant the subjective "right" of ethical or moral questions of right and wrong. I did not. I meant the objective "right" of what's factual and what is not. In that context it doesn't matter what we "think" or "feel" is right. What is right just is, whether we want it to be or not.My own take on “right,” is that it’s pretty much a subjective affair. We’re lucky on those rare occasions to even discover what is ‘right’ for ourselves.
As Vonnegut defines it so appropriately, samaritrophia is causing more problems in American business and government than any other ideology or policy. ...
Anyone working in Corporate America sees the same thing every day, watching a continual parade of incompetent middle and senior management coming in, making a mess then leaving with a nice severance package and moving on to other horizons / disasters. The upper crust of Corporate America is exactly where most of the samaritrophia is cultivated and encouraged. Where do many top politicians in both parties and certainly the vast majority of policy makers in the Bush Administration come from? Corporate America -- the great "meritocracy" of the 21st century.
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The Plauge of the 20th Century
Samaritrophia: A hysterical indifference to the troubles of those less fortunate than oneself
Samaritrophia is the suppression of an overactive conscience by the rest of the mind. "You must all take instructions from me!" the conscience shrieks, in effect, to all the other mental processes. The other processes try it for a while, note that the conscience is unappeased, that it continues to shriek, and they note, too, that the outside world has not been even microscopically improved by the unselfish acts the conscience has demanded.
They rebel at last. They pitch the tyrannous conscience down an oubliette, weld shut the manhole cover of that dark dungeon. They can hear the conscience no more. In the sweet silence, the mental processes look about for a new leader, and the leader most prompt to appear whenever the conscience is stilled, Enlightened Self-interest, does appear. Enlightened Self-interest gives them a flag, which they adore on sight. It is essentially the black and white Jolly Roger, with these words written beneath the skull and crossbones, 'The hell with you, Jack, I've got mine!"
- Kurt Vonnegut, God bless you, Mr. Rosewater
We are made to be immortal, and yet we die. It's horrible, it can't be taken seriously. Eugène Ionesco