RE: Childhood indoctrination
June 3, 2013 at 4:39 pm
(This post was last modified: June 3, 2013 at 4:56 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
Sometimes, yeah. It doesn't matter too much which veggies we throw into it because we're a solution to a problem that they all have.
So here we have a collection of plants. All, to one degree or another, edible (or able to become edible). They're very different from each other. The one thing they all have in common is a dire lack of ability in the locomotion dept (some listed less so than others). They'd "like" to move, mind you, insomuch as they like anything - because this translates into increased breeding opportunities, increased territory and range, in short, biological success. Now how might we (as the plants) solve our communal problem? Well, we could sub out some other organism, something with legs - or wings. We could play on it's biology, manipulate it's behavior, fulfill it's desires - so that it favors us over others. That way the legged or winged thing does the heavy lifting, the low skill day labor...while we handle the complicated chemistry which those organisms are patently incapable of handling - namely, the sex. It may not normally occur to you, but you, much like a bee - just might have been tricked into carrying the sex organs and secretions of plants from place to place for no benefit of your own -in your mouth- (on your hands, your clothes, in your car, in freight trains filled to the brim powered by metric shitloads of fuel extracted at a high cost in labor and lives....)...look at all the work we do for them - propagating them, feeding them, watering them, manicuring and primping and preening and pampering them...... killing their competitors..... for the very low cost of a milligram of sugar-which to them, is a simple bi-product.
Some of us even like to do it. It makes us smile, brings us peace and joy....
Sounds like power to me, how about you?
So here we have a collection of plants. All, to one degree or another, edible (or able to become edible). They're very different from each other. The one thing they all have in common is a dire lack of ability in the locomotion dept (some listed less so than others). They'd "like" to move, mind you, insomuch as they like anything - because this translates into increased breeding opportunities, increased territory and range, in short, biological success. Now how might we (as the plants) solve our communal problem? Well, we could sub out some other organism, something with legs - or wings. We could play on it's biology, manipulate it's behavior, fulfill it's desires - so that it favors us over others. That way the legged or winged thing does the heavy lifting, the low skill day labor...while we handle the complicated chemistry which those organisms are patently incapable of handling - namely, the sex. It may not normally occur to you, but you, much like a bee - just might have been tricked into carrying the sex organs and secretions of plants from place to place for no benefit of your own -in your mouth- (on your hands, your clothes, in your car, in freight trains filled to the brim powered by metric shitloads of fuel extracted at a high cost in labor and lives....)...look at all the work we do for them - propagating them, feeding them, watering them, manicuring and primping and preening and pampering them...... killing their competitors..... for the very low cost of a milligram of sugar-which to them, is a simple bi-product.
Some of us even like to do it. It makes us smile, brings us peace and joy....
Sounds like power to me, how about you?
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