Dispatches from the planet of normals 1

It's amusing to see the media, financed to eradicate any normalcy, thunder against drugs. Is it afraid of the competition? Maybe its ancestor the Church thundered against adultery too just to get more women into it. Perhaps this is why they harangued against thieving too, to get us to embrace it. It didn't quite happen until the powers gave us the Internet and torrents. So what's the deal with speed limit signs, posted only to teach people to ignore signs? We can't tell what to disobey anymore.

The Vatican has the right idea with a CEO who was crucified. No one wants THAT job now... How neat, they have a boss who is dead since 2000 years, whenever someone brings a bill. If Jesus were American, he'd get shot in Dallas and drop alive. He'd probably announce next that the demise of a society is directly related to rising real estate prices which make people follow what makes money instead of what is right. That'd get him shot a second time to die again. (Jesus: “Can you make up your mind, already?”)

Someone sent all jobs to China, without a substitute how people can make a living. Did they fire the author of the idea from the asylum yet? Or is it still the ongoing effort to make everyone steal. Nature knows of no concept of crime, nor does Congress. Crazy people are excused for it, so law exists only to punish the few sane. Serves them well. When in an asylum... The biggest fallacy in the world is a “Lunatic Asylum” street sign in front the official nuthouse that says this only on one side.

You can't go wherever you please as you please, instead you must follow orders for hours from someone you often don't like that much. An equally fitting definition of an asylum, a prison, and a job. We'll end up in whichever makes the rich more money. Maybe I should really design a sucky vacuum that only blows but shows a butterfly.

People fear the most the unknown. The white areas of maps always feature monsters. It’s never new desserts, exotic lovers or free land (which seems a better guess, in hindsight.) The most feared unknown of all is death. What if it’s actually the best change that could happen? We have no idea. But we have multi-billion dollar industries pretending to fight (health care), securitize (religions) or manufacture it (weapons), luckily with equal failure. It’s reassuring that as mankind progresses, we can make no difference faster and faster. I have no clue what might follow death, but it will get twice as interesting once I get there, that I promise.

Music seems to be linked to the consumption of mind-altering substances in every culture. As mankind finds stronger and stronger substances to consume, the music gets simpler and simpler as the musician gets more and more blotto. At this rate, the Billboard hit of the year 2200 might be a lonely soft thud of a singer’s faceplant. They might call the genre “Errr”. Might also double as the majority ideology, pitched by the main channel, “HUH?” Our descendants will wonder how we ever managed to track our penis inventory without a computer. Well, ours are the hard times.

The successful rake in the money, the losers teach people that they are wrong. You’ll never be more in dark than when you got enlightened. The simplest way to increase the number of followers is to give bad advice so they always need to get more of it. Works since 2000 years. Still with me? Then 2001. Thanks for reading!