Saturday, March 24, 2012

EVIL SATURDAY

Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before. People who claim that they're evil are usually no worse than the rest of us. It's people who claim that they're good, or any way better than the rest of us, that you have to be wary of. The world is a dangerous place to live, not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don't do anything about it. I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent.

Evil isn't the real threat to the world. Stupid is just as destructive as Evil, maybe more so, and it’s a hell of a lot more common. What we really need is a crusade against Stupid. That might actually make a difference. If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?

There are two sides to every issue: one side is right and the other is wrong, but the middle is always evil. The man who is wrong still retains some respect for truth, if only by accepting the responsibility of choice. But the man in the middle is the knave who blanks out the truth in order to pretend that no choice or values exist, who is willing to sit out the course of any battle, willing to cash in on the blood of the innocent or to crawl on his belly to the guilty, who dispenses justice by condemning both the robber and the robbed to jail, who solves conflicts by ordering the thinker and the fool to meet each other halfway. 

I learned the bad guys are not always bad, the good guys are not always good, and the parameters are like rules, mostly guidelines. And that it takes a little bit of bad boy to fight the evil in the world.

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