I mean, I know I’m raining on an already pretty despairing post, here, in times that very well do lend themselves to despair, but that sentiment has been around as long as I’ve been alive and I’d bet good money decades longer. It’s probably one of those sentiments that’s as old as people.
But no one (or at least, comparatively very few) was rewarded for hating Elvis. He hasn’t been a thing in a long time. Same with any other risque entertainer that was also satan, they fall by the wayside after everyone gets bored. People are rewarded very well when they bend over for billionaires. As long as sociopathy is rewarded, there will always be rampant sociopathy.
I’m not saying it’s so ingrained that there’s no point in fighting it – forcibly changing the culture is of the utmost importance, especially now. But that sentiment, the battle plan can’t just be “wait around and it will work itself out.” It’s not like billionaires either of the actual or the temporarily embarrassed sort don’t have kids. I’m starting to see that’s the fatal flaw the more liberal-minded seem to have. It’s like we believe so hard that everyone is inherently good and that things will work out in the end that we never bother to make a move. It’s the death of us.
That was very nearly my exact same thought. Maybe not for curious children with carrot-sized fingers, but for adults, how convenient! Business competitor’s body won’t quite fit in your fancy frunk? Just while away on your phone for about 10 minutes, let the cat do its magic, and off go the legs! Travel-sized!