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From the dawn of history and continuing until extinction, Middle East peoples will cling zealously to remain bandit cultures, preying on their pastoral base and each other. But that will only endure as long as similar cultures and geographic barriers surround them.
They want to be an oasis in Time and left alone, but with the concept of Distance itself becoming obsolete, they have no buffer or insulation from the West.
Single-minded concentration on grasping the Past, results in losing ground to a pernicious global TechInterlock that needs universal participation for its own survival.
The absence of technocracy and its attendant materialism in that region of the world creates a void that becomes a niche that is irresistible for Western culture to fill.

And primitives cannot avoid technological lures.
Who can resist shoes that are made so that one shoe no longer fits either foot; but a right foot gets a shoe shaped for it, and a left gets its own? Zippers instead of string? Glasses instead of squinting? A journey measured in hours instead of seasons?
Impossible to be a purist. With the interconnectivity of material goods, one thing always leads to another. And all these material goods have invisible (and blatant) webs, connecting to basic concepts and assumptions of 'how the Universe works'; and in their use, impose ramifications and connotations that will erode their culture.


They fear sublimation into what they perceive we are becoming---a hive culture of cyborgs.
Consciously aware of this, or instinctually reacting (They say they hate us, but can't articulate why.), they resent us with the sure knowledge that they are being devoured. And strike back to take us to the level of social, political, economic, and technological collapse; where they can deal with us on ground they understand, bandit chief to bandit chief.
With tools we ourselves created, they are attempting to disassemble our culture to the level of theirs.

As we perceive it, a decent into a feudal police state extolling primitivism as its goal.


But which culture would be best prepared to survive the next catastrophic asteroid strike or supervolcano? Which would care enough to be aware of it and develop the tools to deal with it? The one who has craft now in orbit around Mars, or the one still riding on donkeys?
The response of our culture is to mold the future. That is going to conflict with cultures who see the future as something acted out upon them. A crisis is seen as a test of our culture's innovation, while theirs see it as a test of Faith to remain unchanging and steadfast.


Which culture gives the most options for species survival by the greatest diversity and adaptability? This culture is not a good choice for humanity's soul, but it is the best choice for humanity's physical survival. And that says a lot about what directions our cultures have grown themselves into.
Solitary bonzai or ubiquitous fungus.


And this is the crux...are we active instruments, experimenting with our own future; or are we passive instruments in a destiny designed by an outside force?
The push for a common World View is precipitating a choice. Functioning on a global level requires it, much like the global manufacturing quality standards now in place.


Co-existence is not likely because our culture seems to have traded Hope for Certainty. We would rather exchange Freedom for Security. We've abandoned Tribalism for Homogeneous Unity.
We don't have the self-control or selfless compassion to preserve non-assimilating cultures. And on their part, they want our magical things without the involvement that's integral to them.


So the shape of the battles' outcome seems to be either a theocratic stone-age, or a technocratic universal consumer mall.

Anyone who declares that he wants my death and destruction; whether they're on the other side of the globe, or in the next city block; is my enemy.
There are places you don't wander into, if you don't know that, you won't live long; and to pretend otherwise is absolutely foolish.
An enemy may not know me personally, but if I'm lumped into a catagory he hates, the outcome to me will be the same.
Do you think the 'death to Americans' chant is a mild political slogan like "I like Ike"? Are they little children to be dismissed with a 'tsk, tsk, there, there' and ignored, hoping they'll grow up?
Do they have reason to hate? Who doesn't? What peoples haven't migrated, forcing others to move, or been forced themselves? All through history, tides of people have swept this way and that, and we are stuck with the muddied result.

Mutually exclusive world views cannot co-exist, except on the most vapid NewAgeWeenie level. (If your world view is that capable of compromise, you've built a house of cards on sand.)

Technology has us all crammed together, just like back in prehistory when war was invented. No more open frontiers to bleed the pressure anymore. No surprise there will be war; there's bound to be a steady drumbeat of war. There is no way we ourselves can come to grips with that part of our nature that leads to war. And all the wishful positive sweet thoughts will no more make peace, than wishful positive sweet thoughts will make my flapping arms fly.

Sadly, individuals may be moved, but the mass of Humanity remain mired. For every inch Man moves forward, new rents open in His society. Advances in understanding are countered by depths of brutality.
We cheer increased civil rights here, but whites are being hunted down in Africa. We laud our medically assisted longitivity, while infantcide is pandemic. Crimes that were unthinkable when I was a child, are commonplace enough to be woven into sitcoms.
The reason we even have this discussion is because we all feel the unease of things not being right. The tension in the world desires a breaking point, just to get the suspense of impending doom over with.
I know this sounds darkly negative, but realistic assessment paints the world with constant cries of ---that's not fair---if I could only get a break---it could all dissapear overnight--it wasn't my fault---and on and on. If I felt that was all there was to life, I'd be despondent or angry. But getting on with doing what you do, and becoming what you want to become, irreguardless if you actually get there or not, is the business of life. If you influence for good; then swell. If you rescue another from despair; good job. But for every world saving effort, there will be parts of the world being torn down around you.
We live in an entropic world, this gives no promise of hope.
Our joys and hopes must lie outside this world system, and it's futile to pin them on fixing what can't be fixed.
That's not to say we give up, but fairy tale dreams of some psychic grope of grouped wishful thlinking is vain; and if you did have something valid to contribute, it'll be buried under frills of silliness.
Alexander the Great at age 15 didn't mobilize his country, and the world, and get them all to listen and to follow, by spouting anything that didn't make good common sense.

 

I'm getting the flavor of "white mans' burden" in a couple of posts; why beat about the bush....the debate of who has the right to straighten out the world's messes sounds like "power begins at the barrel of the...

Count the cost. Perhaps the Chinese would be best to oversee the smooth operation of the world.

where's it going?

...it's like I'm sitting at a large table in a dark smoke-filled room with several powerful figures seated around. And I'm tied to my chair, so someone next to me is playing my pieces.

It's a game of Risk; and the pieces are poised to make that "big expansion".

I can see he's going to fail, and be completely broken.

Everyone around the board wants to make that move, and control the board; but know the first one out is the most likely to get eaten to the bone; so they wait, and they egg this guy on, and I can't get him to stay his/my hand...

It's like a cultural compulsion to make the global empire, the Holy Grail of econopolitics

Well...there's this evil empire once; it was brought down with BigMacs, blue jeans, rock&roll, and Cola... (Oh, wait, was that this empire???)

None the less, it would be hard to have a feud with someone who has shared the fruit of the sweat of his labor with you. So let's just share with them.

But there are sooooo many PolPots and IdiotAmins, who get willing sheep to be their hands and feet. Keep chopping down the tyrants, but the sheep are a sleeper virus, ready to go.

What about them? Most desire no more enlightenment than the tv guide gives them.

I've heard arguments that education is the key, but I know people who live all around me who say they never watch the news because it upsets them. And books...."I had a book once. Lessee, where did that doorstopper get off to?"... So what do you say to the average foaming-at-the-mouth, brainwashed-from-birth, militant, on the streetcorner in NKorea?

Scratch the surface of most Asian cultures, and amid all the clutter of 1000 year plans, you'll find a mythology of their culture on top, ruling and eliminating all others. Skip to the next continent, and you'll get variations on the same theme.

Look, I know they all watch the same cartoon shows...don't they know the evil dictator never wins???

If these buffoons were just ignored or shot when they first started winding up; and that cured the problem.....then all we need are a couple Remos to sanitize (sainitize?) the crazies. But then what about the JimJones' who started out by some serious communist sharing, and ended up shouting "only look at me".

At what point do you eliminate the nuts? And who judges...(..am I the only one who smells Orwell in here? I keep smelling....tell me if you can smell that....it comes and goes...)...the criteria for what's over the line (before it gathers up its momentum and sheep)?

If we just kept everybody smilin on JiffyPop and full bellies, and good sitcom, and really great aspirin, and cheap beer, an, an, an, ....

Would that be enough, or are there enough out there who just love the black boots, and that thin little black belt thingie that goes so smartly across the chest...and don't forget epilettes...an, an, an, ....medals, lots of medals...

Some peoples jest plain like playing Massah & Slave.

Is simple rationalism the answer? I mean, look at all the ammo lying around, if words could cure.

Maybe we're looking at this wrong...maybe we should be super Dorsai...