Disparity in anticlimatic

When did disparity become a fundamental religious problem? Who would want to live in a bland, hierarchically homogenous society? As though it could stand on its own two feet for more than five seconds before being enslaved by autocrats from elsewhere. I get it. We don’t like to lose; we don’t like to be eaten, taken from, victimized. I don’t particularly care for it either…but I would prefer a world in which I could choose to compete and risk it. The ecstasy of conquest, or at least what I remember of it, was as fine a feeling as any I’ve ever had. An “I am alive” feeling, not so easily replaced.

What happened to our culture? Even people I knew- feral jungle cats in their youths, runners with the moon, players for keeps and for blood- they’ve grown old and neurotic and inward. I am so painfully uninterested in the particular boundaries our zeitgeist currently patrols- they are neither deep, new, or even decentralized to the point of artistic outgrowth. I feel like I’m surrounded by dim church goers, whether they know it or not, hiding out and reciting their various gospels to the setting sun of western civilization.