Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis - part ii

Highlight of Goofus and Gallant bred within the survival instinct of hungry hordes of prey, when Earth in the balance against an uncomfortable truth smug smurf like scavengers. Punishment meted out and limited by the poison yielded courtesy iron maiden of hand-to-hand mortal kombat. Only when the codification, edification, glorification… of sedentary versus nomadic lifestyle did considerations turn to protection of self and others. This shift in consciousness occurred over great swaths of time. At some juncture in the history, an alteration from superstitious, querulous, and portentous outlook, some anonymous hotmail awakened with a momentous, judicious, and industrious insight to counter act and oppose hellacious and supplant said pathos with a healthy generous dose of fortuitousness reckoned by invention formulating calculus, audaciousness and picking up some helpful tips from bad company. Difficult to pinpoint the precise instance or prodigy who advanced contemplation, federation, intuition… the process most likely happened in fits and starts. As aggregates of close affiliates with out genus and species recognized benefits of law and order, a coordinated effort seemed to blossom forth promulgating civility, every good boy does fine mentality and seeking methodologies to offer greater guarantee for longevity. Creedence clearwater revival delivered the gospel according to Matthew, which soon indoctrinated the merry brigands of pagans actuating obloquy against contrary beliefs. Long story short of course forcibly pronounced decree imposing religious strictures to be obeyed lest one be sentenced to death. Many a decent creature, who found solace from spirits that inhabited the natural environment got sucker punched (or worse tortured till he and/or she recanted supposed primitive beliefs), and at some instance relinquished spiritual heritage harkening back generations. Though freedom of religion an inalienable right, a twisted sister logic (my opinion) seems to destroy innocent lives while a terroristic perpetrator becomes a martyr. If the realm of each cerebral individual aggressively usurped by indomitable fanatics hell bent on proselytizing at a very tender age, (when the mind most malleable), and hashtagging those whose willpower greater than any sword, the latter labeled heretics with the price of their life to pay for staunchly held vision quest. Here doth stare me a long entrenched hypocrisy at the expense of no threat to another. How (warning cause mumbo jumbo ahead) in the name of tarnation (with or without feathers would be incidental to this Unitarian based atheist) can there be a more severe implication of self sovereignty than the deprivation for personal willfulness as a natural curiosity to cogitate, educate, genuflect… et cetera on the ramifications of humanism if forced to recant such individualistic projections? Unbeknownst to this wordsmith his meandering reflections would follow an arc unpredictable at the start of this self-imposed literary exercise. His er rather my intent aspired to dwell on near black and white principles of so-called right and wrong. Funny (and/or maybe ironic), that most if not all organized edicts disparage against every single premise (particularly taking the life of another without just cause), yet pronounce severe screeds with a bounty hunter put upon the head of he/she who professes such antithetical intimations. Further objection toward adherents to this, that or some other accepted codex, when the sanctity of embryonic/fetal entity sets mad men going off on a rampage of ranting, and raving, and even killing in the name of pro life. This introspective, live, oddly ruminating uber xman wags as a sagacious thinker, and does assent that a capital offense (such as murder – minus self defense) ought to be dealt with a blow (both figurative and literal) against the killer, though outright execution disallows the hardened criminal to become sensitized to such a deadly deed. Earlier chapters of mein kampf would elicit an immediate declaration that what he/she who kills another ought to get (I scream) their just desserts. As the decades passed, a realization that exact retribution can bring reduction regarding the departed heartfelt, lost past quirky specialness, whether that person constitutes an outlier whose notions, thoughts, whims, et cetera, could upend the entire complex edifice what tomb me on par with an ennobled, established, and accepted myth greater than Sisyphus. Whatsapp penning to me (a punning logophile with acute perception can be briefly explained by the role of fatherhood. As the papa of two dearly beloved daughters (both soon on the cusp of taking wing and flying the coop at the electronic date/time stamp), many controversial stances underwent augmentation within the breastworks of mine bosom. How many emotionally laden issues posit one or both of said prized progeny as a hypothetical/speculative victim courtesy growing up in a dysfunctional upbringing. Anger against the avenger would be mirrored by innumerable questions. I would be keen to share how pained this papa felt/feels, and beckon to explain what provoked such unforgivable vengeful wrath against himself. Damage would haunt thine prized precious offspring, and this dada cannot imagine how a mother and father endure the never-ending permanent harm dealt their son or daughter no matter the perpetrator penalized.