The Biggest Outrage

This routine is not for those who, after reading it, top to bottom - a couple times if necessary to comprehend the strange way this author composes such things - STILL don't see what the outrage is, and in fact say out loud, or sotto voce (in a low, soft voice so as not to be overheard - can't have that!) "Hey, that's just what humans DO, and it's FUN, and everybody DOES IT, so how could that possibly be viewed as an outrage?"

Briefly, the Biggest Outrage is this: the almost non-stop, forced, transfer of neural energy throughout one's brain, 50% of which is natural and quite necessary for normal body and brain functioning, in the same way blood being forced through your veins and arteries is necessary... but this is about the remaining 50%, which often is bound up in thought-loops, dreams, nightmares, and seemingly useless/worthless drivel, or worse yet, it is then forced out the mouth and/or hands, primarily for the "feedback of some kind, ANY KIND, from others", and secondarily for the "strong positive emotional and intellectual support and agreement from others", and nowadays, tertiarily, for the outrageous variety of "likes", "smileys", and other inane emojis that people add to anything written, "just for the fun of it!" All of this has a LOT to do with the proper, and oft-times improper development of personalities that seem to cause more problems than solutions... again, another story.

This referenced activity is OUTRAGEOUS, but not for the Sheeple running rampant all over this planet, whose primary function on earth is converting a large variety of foodstuffs into digestible material for many smaller organisms, and whose secondary function on earth is the mechanical and automatic refinement of the courser energies contained in those food-, "air-, and "impression-stuffs" into SPEECH, which includes thought and writing.... just like the thought and writing that is magically appearing "now". And, all of this referenced activity seems perfectly natural, normal, and necessary to one and all... "Hey, that's just what humans DO, and it's FUN, and everybody DOES IT, so how could that possibly be viewed as an outrage?"  Well, that is only PART of the story, the obvious part that anyone can see. 

For those few who feel it IS an outrage, and a BIG OUTRAGE, they have already begun the arduous process of "cutting back" on the excessive chit-chatting with themselves (and others, including friends, families and strangers) on most, if not all subjects.... including politics, religions, sports, entertainments, domestic and foreign policies, etc. They have already discovered that special 50% contains the best and tastiest and most delectable chemicals (nutrients) for the care and feeding of parts of the brain that (they have also previously discovered) have literally BEEN STARVED nearly to extinction for the last many decades of ordinary life lived sheeplishly. And THAT, dear friends, family and strangers, is The Biggest Outrage. (Okay, okay... a little more: 75year lifespan? Near decrepitude, possibly even Alzheimers or some other debilitating brain or body disease, in the last few of those? Out-bloody-RAGEOUS! Gee... could there Bee... a co-co-conNECTion?)

To clarify for the sheeple one last time: To have been born into a human body which has at least 10,000 generations of experience bound up in its DNA (given 20-year generations, as they were probably pretty short in the distant past, with people starting to have kids at 12-15, and 200,000 years on this planet), without even a clue to one's inherited-by-birth, and enforced-for-life Servitude to a Master that owns you: body, brain and all that you will ever produce (most likely... but with exceptions - though that's another story), with your only "reimbursement" being another day in Servitude... and then you are CUT DOWN like a young sapling long before your designed-by-birth ascendancy to the status of Mighty Oak, having been so wired for that attainment in your DNA. So, ask yourself an HONEST QUESTION: How many Mighty Oaks have you dined with, drank with, danced with, or even done the dirty with lately?