THE NAKED-ER HUMAN
I began to read this book the day Our Beloved Teddy K died. I guess St. Ted just had had enough. This book is a wonderful companion to The Manifesto. Mr. Morris sure had vision because the pressures and stresses of urban living 2023 daily headlines scream his pronouncements from 1969. It reads as if written by a brilliant man.
Desmond Morris is a trained well-respected zoologist. In his previous book the popular Naked Ape, as the title suggests, his worldview is man as animal with some developed consciousness, a pure Darwinist perspective. I prefer to think of man as potential gods that act like animals, but when you hear the quack you must call it a duck. Men act like animals.
On the last page of his analysis, he writes concerning urban life, it reads, "
It remains to be seen if man will turn his human zoo into a magnificent human game-park or into a gigantic lunatic asylum reminiscent of the cramped animal menageries of the last century." I contend the lunatic asylum aspect wins hands down. Toss in lead joints in the ancient water pipes, EMF/RF/5G pollution bad air quality, and crap food and you have the big city conditions today. Refer:
cwbchicago.com
People want to belong. They want an identity joined with others of likeness of language, culture and norms. Urbanites are constantly in the company of people not in their tribe. A person constantly lives in some shade of fear with the hyper awareness of a rabbit. A need for super-stimulus is the answer, in all its many forms. Over-do everything. Get moving , they are catching up. One is good, 14 is better. Coffee, cocaine and beer - Why can't I sleep?
There are other tribes (gangs, police, mafia, IRS, wives' girlfriends) in your sphere that intimidate 24/7/365.25. Your employer wants to fire you everyday. Your character can be anonymously assassinated with an unlimited audience instantly by a single social media post. It's obvious to all your wife doesn't love you and you don't love her. Your children think you are a fool. Your co-workers act like farm animals, but you need the job. There is no escape without vast destruction like a rampaging circus elephant. They will trap and euthanize him just like they will do to you. Stevie Wonder could see the stress. He called it "Living in the City."
The author covers concepts super-tribe, super-status and super-sex as the drive needed to compete on the daily battlefield of life in an overpopulated zoo cage. The bonds, the power need and the tension release all seem to show in perverse overuse. What he failed to see was the surveillance state, watching, listening, reading whatever you are doing in your cage at anytime, just like Mr. Morris did in his lifetime achievement of watching animal behavior in a zoo setting and documenting the unnatural aggressive tendencies, mastabatory acts unknown in the wild and their inability to mate in captivity.
Mr. Morris could be that Ed Harris character in the Truman Show.
The chapter on the In-Group/Out-Group dynamic in society was very interesting, if anyone can grab that portion from a free Kindle. I'm an Out-Group kind of guy. He describes the constant warring factions in society, down to long held inter-relationships of two people and how it can flip instantly was reflected in the so-called COVID "pandemic". Many relationships were instantly broken by the demands of the In-Group, the G. Which side were you on?
The Adult Child is what is needed in society. The qualities of Child - curiosity, questioning, daringness - pressing the boundaries of the envelope on Authoritarianism discipline, mores and behavior. Too many Adults in this world that have lost that connection to living. Their uncreatively upholds and become the State. They become stoolies in the zoo keepers prison. They lead a comfortable, but neurotic's joyless fearful life.
… and here we sit, in a lawn chair, getting fatter. Enjoy the fireworks. May we be forever dependent, now that we have gained our In-dependence. Celebrate this July 4th:
StoolieFest 2023!
The corpse of Ted Kaczynski will be the Grand Marshall of the parade
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