Admonishment # 37. On Hidden Thoughts
There is anecdotal evidence from near-death experiences that consciousness, like some field of transmundane electricity, can be shared among hosts. This comports with religious ideas of a Judgement Day in which all secrets are made known, all that is hidden revealed. Now truly, what can you rule out concerning the cosmology of consciousness? Strive to think fond thoughts that, if known, would embarrass neither yourself nor another. When this is not possible, bring chaotic trains of gibberish crashing through your mind with such ferocity that no coherent attitude can be discerned now or upon supernatural review. No one has any business knowing your thoughts.
Admonishment # 112. On the “Overeating” Story
Never is the Stone Age of television journalism, with Cro-Magnon reporters flaunting both their own and the networks’ unevolved crudeness, more apparent than when the perennial “Overeating” story airs, splashed with intrusive closeups of the churning posteriors of random videocam victims. Society has largely outgrown humiliating its fellows over, for example, our race or religion; whence springs the presumption that persons are not entitled to equal dignity in our physiques? Ought not there likewise be laws? Reporter, hearken: When, as fate and hangover would have it, you drag in late for work to find that you have drawn the Overeating story, do ask—beg, wheedle—for the “crystal meth zombie” bit instead. Now there’s something to point a camera at; and I don’t know any crystal meth zombies, as far as any rights they might profess. . .
Admonishment # 113. On Gentle Smarts
Be gentle with the less intelligent, as you (if you’re smart) would wish the more intelligent to be gentle with you. There is no wrong in being born slow. There is much wrong, indeed, in turning your intelligence to the mal wollagolla of otherguy humiliation. Never attribute low intelligence to your foe as an insult; how would you feel if being called you were a universal putdown? Neither do the dense applaud the demonization of density. Instead, call your foe any of the many intelligence-neutral cursewords that (mostly) men have brought to the table through the centuries, and a healthier, happier mental titan you are sure to be.
*****F.B.F.
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