Evolutionary Adaptation &
Natural Selection – You're Fucking Kidding, Right?
I've
been observing and considering this for quite some time now, and do
believe I have discovered the one, single, major setback , the one
thing holding back our evolution as a species, and it is this:
It requires absolutely zero
intelligence to procreate.
There
it is, plain and simple. In fact, it doesn't take much observation to
notice that we see the exact opposite – the more brainless, dull
witted and ignorant people are, the more simplings1
they spawn, thereby ensuring the continuation of their DNA, complete
with its genetic markers for low IQ, mouthbreathing, and believing
that WWF Wrestling is real. The results? Cultural identity crisis on
a massive scale – the acceptance and rise of Reality TV. I know
I've gone off on Reality TV before, but it's been a while, so I feel
I deserve to cut loose for a bit. Besides, Reality TV is close to
being my all time second biggest pet peeve (nothing could ever even
come close to Grown Men In Short Pants).
Reality
TV is a producer's dream, requiring no writers, no big name stars, no
talent, no sets, and most important, no intelligence. That includes
both creating and watching. Just toss out an idea like “Parking
Wars” or “Storage Wars”, (I guess just hook on to any word,
slap 'wars' on the end to keep North America interested, and let 'er
rip), and you are set – low/no budget, a prefab audience ready to
launch you to the top of the Nielsens, nothing to do but rake in the
cash and kudos.
No, I
didn't get off-topic, for it is precisely that prefab audience I
described which is, as you read this, spawning the next generation of
world leaders. Morbidly obese, facebook addicted world leaders. World
leaders who, although being born white and privileged, say things
like:
“Well
theys bin axin a' kines 'o' shit 'bout y'all, nahwmee?”.
And
that's supposed to be aah-ite?
Beware,
my little friends, these MacDroid spawn of mouthbreathers and home
shopping network consumers are YOUR future! In that respect, I am in
full accord with those jolly fellows, the Sex Pistols – there IS no
future.
Until
next time, as always,
Be
safe.
TRS
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