For My Own Ego
A restless night is followed by a grey, cloud-covered sky. The air is somewhat cooler, to remind us that typically this is fall. The weather has been markedly warmer than usual, another indicator of global warming. The signs are coming more often, such as the wild fires in New England.
My nightmare that disrupted rest, surely was prompted by news that Miller and Homan are appointed to oversee the mass deportation of individuals present in the U.S. without legal status. A policy of this magnitude stands to mirror a crime against humanity in the cruelty, the suffering that will be visited upon individuals already unfortunate.
How ghastly to consider that Evangelicals, “followers of the Lord, admonished live for others, to love the neighbor”, were front and center to install Trump and his cabal of racists in the seat of power.
“If it walks like a duck, and talks like a duck,”– it’s probably a _____. So enthralled, Evangelicals couldn’t recognize this duck.
They have sold their souls, a dull and ugly people. They are manifestly immoral.
How moral judgments
as a whole have changed!
The greatest marvels
of the morality of antiquity, such as Epictetus,
knew nothing of the glorification, now so common,
of the spirit of sacrifice, of living for others:
after the fashion of morality now prevailing
we should really call them immoral;
for they fought with all their strength
for their own ego
and against all sympathy for others,
especially for the sufferings and moral imperfections of others.
Perhaps they would reply to us by
saying, “If you feel yourselves to be such dull and ugly people,
by all means think of others more than yourselves.
You will be quite right in doing so!”
The Dawn Of Day by Friedrich Nietzsche, trans by J. M. Kennedy, aphorism 131