It is one thing, to be the cause of unintentional suffering of another and something more heinous for that suffering, to be caused with intention and something that should be almost inconceivable worse; that being the intended suffering was for the frivolity of our convenience. And yet in every moment of human civilization the inconceivably worse, we rationalize our selfish want of convenience as need. And for our want of convenience to be perceived as need, is state of collective delusion so deep, as to be perhaps impenetrable.
So while you sit in your car or on your living room sofa listening and or watching the narcissistic shamelessly, moronically blather, turn it off and visualize deeply to your soul that children and elderly, bellies emptied, penniless, shelter-less, after 16 to 20 hour slave days making the things you must have now that you didn’t even know or care existed the now before. Then ask yourself are these really needed so that I and all other life my thrive, not just survive? And can I really call my self civilized, let alone intelligent or a being that knows the tiniest inkling of what it means to BE LOVE?
“One of the many reasons for the bewildering and tragic character of human existence is the fact that social organization is at once necessary and fatal. Men are forever creating such organizations for their own convenience and forever finding themselves the victims of their home-made monsters.” ~ Aldous Huxley