Whiskers the cat was captured at a young age by the swindling, patient, trickery of easy predation. Being very reluctant at first, after continuing to be fed tuna straight from the can (Delicious!), and warm milk in a bowl (oh my!), he now depends on his owner for food, which has been reduced to dried food in an aluminum pie pan and water from a local mud-puddle. Through the event of this “domestication,” tactics used by his natural superiors, hunting is now a legendary practice of his pastime and ancestors because the skills required to feed him are no longer necessary. He depends solely on his owner for sustenance. Regrettably, he forgot how to hunt… He forgot how to roar… He forgot that he was once confident and competent…
Andre was once a real man. His own man! Accused of being toxically masculine at every level. When he wanted to do something, he did it. He was hungry, and so he barbequed. He was sleepy, and so he napped. He thought abortion and homosexuality was wrong and he gently and respectfully, but firmly, spoke against it. He would think for himself.
One day after a workout, Andre turned on the television. It was after a workout and he was tired. The media before him was flashy, shocking, and exciting. The producers knew that they had to change the angle of the camera every few seconds in order to keep Andre’s attention. They knew that they had to exaggerate in order to sustain his gaze. It worked! Andre was hooked. Every morning, he would watch the news, and gasp at the embellished reports from journalists who only hoped to one day be famous. During the commercials, he saw short clips of hilarity from shows on the same channel… “Tonight at seven!” they boasted. Andre put it in his calendar. The agenda behind the hilarity spoke against his own beliefs, but he didn’t catch it. He was too distracted by the dusty, old jokes used to bring ratings up from earlier sitcoms. They knew exactly what they were doing. Eventually, the agenda started to permeate Andre’s intellect. He needed his bowl of warm milk that only the media and the sitcoms could deliver. He depends on his owners for intellect. The “domestication” was complete. Andre stopped thinking for himself because it was just much easier to go with the flow and float down river. Everyone else thought homosexuality was ok, so why shouldn’t he? After all, he really wasn’t sure in the first place why he ever thought it was wrong. Same with abortion…
Are you like a house cat when it comes to thoughts and ideas? If ideas are always handed to you and you do not hunt them down yourself, then you will not think critically. Then, just like the house cat, people who can think critically will reduce you to entertainment and may no longer take you seriously. They show pictures of you dressed up in clothes that are barely functional for any real task which make you look absolutely ridiculous. You will become famous through viral memes. They will expect nothing from you because you entertain them. They are not worried about you. Who would be? You are now no threat to anything. The only way you know how to roar is by whining and complaining. You believe what they tell you. Even the belief that you are powerful and brave. You have not come to conclusions on your own. You did not examine the evidence yourself. You did not think through it thoroughly…
You scratch and claw when you don’t get your way, but it is easy to remind you to whom you belong with a bowl of warm milk. You have played a part in your own conditioning, and conditioned you are. You have been programmed like a computer. You only know what is right and good because of the programming that has been installed. You now believe that the agenda grafted into your mind is the end to life, you have replaced it with real and true love… but there is so much more to life, and your dependence on others for the way you should think will keep you from living it.
© ManDate With Frank Apologist, 2022