When I was four years old, my aunt Doris Simpson (no relation to O.J., she was known to say) asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. Writer? Doctor? Astronaut? Musician? Olympic runner? The possibilities were endless. And so I replied:
When I grow up, I am going to give all my money to the poor.
First there was silence. Shock maybe? And then uncontrollable laughter. A loud, uproarious giggle fest. Always on her witty toes, Doris didn’t skip a beat, replying sweetly in her warm Southern drawl: “Well honey…you can start with me!”
From this young age I saw the value of a dollar through compassion: you have needs, you need money. I have money, I help provide for your needs. So why have I strayed so far from those untainted, altruistic days of yore? I think the answer is simple: sapiens and storytellers.
Human behavior. As babies we are born knowing universal truths. We all come with instinctive, animalistic tendencies built for need and survival. But as we grow into the social, behavioral and cultural constructs and religious belief systems that mold us into adults, a fictionalized reality is born.
One of these fictionalized realities is the value of a dollar, which soon changes from compassion to commercialization: you have desires, you want money. I have money, I want money for my things. Where is the fulfillment of basic needs? Delusions of what is and is not important develop.
In a broader sense, there is a power struggle to control the whole fictional human narrative, and a tendency for most people to just fall in line. Some of us learn to master psychology skills and use it to take advantage of others while there are other “Glinda the Good Witch of the South Side” people that use these powers for what they perceive as pure and righteous reasons.
Sadly, mankind’s majority underestimates the power of psychology and so, they are left to ping pong unknowingly and helplessly between the doe-eyed hope of those that can do good and the clutches those that can do evil without questioning reality.
There needs to be more of these people, caught in the middle-lands, that awaken to the larger view and take a side – preferably on the force for good.
In the meantime, the most absurd narratives we humans are being subjected to — which previously came through the megaphones of television sets or printed in news articles by the mass media –are now being driven by the endless Sacred Scroll of sensationalized stories on our personalized social media pages, tailored to our own ideologies based on the collection of friends we choose to keep in our feed. Like lambs to the slaughter.
Every Everyman is now armed with a handheld recording device that captures snippets of realities they choose to share, which sometimes gets fed to the new media beast. These snippets get slapped with outrageous, click-bait headlines, and then mindlessly believed by zombie masses who light their fire sticks and march into a virtual reality witch hunt without so much as a second thought.
We are here to identify the drones in this reality. Often with humor. Sometimes with shock value. We suggest you agree.