Why do we have such an irresistible urge to sacrifice others during times of crisis?

Thinking about the self-inflicted destruction of the past year, it becomes much more clear when you realize that throughout history, various societies have resorted to human sacrifice during times of crisis. I recently re-watched the 1973 film The Wicker Man, where a police officer investigates the disappearance of a girl on an island controlled by a pagan cult, only to discover that he is to be a human sacrifice to their make-believe gods due to the failure of their fruit trees. The final scene, when officer Howie is led to the giant wooden effigy to be burned alive, is brutal.

But haven’t we seen a variation of this same scene play out over the past year? The virus was treated by the upper class almost as an angry god, and they openly demanded the sacrifice of millions to appease it. Many even relished the spectacle of it all. How is this any different from other cultures that engage in ritual sacrifice in some vain hope of bringing prosperity and peace?

Almost every culture has engaged in this behavior, and that dark impulse that we carry within us has been a very powerful, if unspoken, driving factor in the push to inflict so much harm on ourselves.

The human mind evolved over a period of several millions years during which time we had only supernatural explanations for the inexplicable world around us. We are born with that same mind, and I believe that that product of evolution plays a far more important role in world affairs, particularly in times of crisis, than we’d like to believe.

The BS has to stop

We must consciously put COVID-19 in the past. Forget about it completely. If not, we’ll be stuck in this devastating cycle for a decade, being jerked around by the hyenas that comprise our medical, regulatory, business, media, and political establishments. It will never stop. A decade, or more, of your life, never to be returned, flushed down the toilet by these degenerates for nothing more than their amusement and career. But to get out of it, you have to get mad. You have to feel outrage at the crime committed against you along with the tens of millions who have also suffered. You have to feel shame at your own inability to act, to protect your children from the flood of propaganda, assaulting them from all sides.

H/t Jeff Tucker for the graph.

I think the Miami Spring Break chaos is glorious

Not that I have a valid opinion about it since I don’t live there, but seeing the images of chaos, wild partying, and even the melee-style fistfights,  it all appears extremely healthy to me. It’s a reminder that there are still human beings out there who want to live, and have been holding it all in for a year and now get to release it. People still want to drink and brawl, and will flout the local tyrant in order to engage in it.

I get the same feeling when I see someone smoking a pack outside the 7/11.

It’s refreshing to see people who don’t have a philosophical stick up their backside and just want to live.