Mankind organized as a solitary protoplasm is a curious beast indeed! Where this fundamental singular creature in nature will reproduce into two units when bisected into two, our current humanity based version will actually try to kill off its own offspring to prevent rivalry. Its called Eugenics and it’s anybodies guess what rationality brought it into existence in the light of day of public policy? But then, for a species that took up the chapter and verse of ‘survival of the fittest’ but then routinely contradicts all its rules, it might be said that rationality is really not a fit term when discussing this phenomenal organism.
Strange that a practitioner of the alleged pseudo science of psychiatry, Ernst Rüdin, should in the acceptable account of history, bear no small amount of blame for policies that were implemented by its most official victims upon those that they governed? In that usually offbeat word game referring to the modern political sense of its practice, it is likened to a natural clearing of stagnation known as ‘Spring’. How terrifying to think that one is on the endangered species list as administered by one’s own kind. What within the restless id of mankind is so terribly irredeemable that it only conceives of destruction as a fit course of action?
So now through our scientifically correct rumor mill of Internet renegades there are so many whispers of the wide girth of humanity as being too unmanageable and needing to be trimmed. Too many ‘useless eaters’ as some of our current most powerful Patricians have vocalized frequently within closed sessions before their own privileged class. So now also the herd that they feel empowered to administer is metaphorically being handed out straws and matches and required to choose through acts of barbarous merit what side of the argument they fall into, predator or prey. The standard maxims of those too often cited luminaries ascribed to the legacy of an Age of Reason flaunted too frequently as justification for any act egregious to the cellular exercise of the human soul.
The great arbiter of nature of Hesiod’s Chaos considered as a virus endangering mankind’s greatest creation of himself driving a ceaseless Draconian crusade for constant purification of the race to preserve the vainglorious illusion of Utopia. So the herd must be scrupulously husbanded and refashioned into whichever mode is suitable to the moment. The well-indoctrinated trembling hand ever ready on command to cut off the nose in spite of the face.