![]() ![]() Finally, woven throughout both savior myths, the ubiquitous Green and Red shines for everyone. Simultaneously, the cuddly baby Jesus tugs at the heartstrings of the saved and even of many of the dubious. With his supernatural powers and perfectly domesticated reindeer only HE can deliver the goods. A jolly, generous, well-fed white man who shares the bounty – his elf-slaves – created with the deserving. Christmas, now celebrated by nearly every modern society – Christian or not – offers a three-layered myth system of reward-punishment. We learn very quickly (or not) that others know best and we’re rewarded for accepting this Truth or punished for testing its limits.Īt the end of each year, the System presents a particularly enticing myth, tantalizing the slaves-in-waiting while reinforcing the masters’ expectations on the already trained. They’ve not yet internalized the morality of master-slave, higher-lower, ruler-ruled, so the education system’s primary goal is to instill the dominant reality – we are not free to explore and experiment, to ‘fail’ or ‘succeed’ on our own terms. Young children start life as the most free and the most resistant. If we do it poorly, we suffer in increasingly restrictive imprisonment. If we do this well we are rewarded with symbols of success. From the parent who punishes us out of ‘love’, to the God who provides salvation if we are obedient, and eventually to the cops serving us with club and gun, we are FORCED to behave as we are told. It IS better to give then receive.įrom the moment we first tried something new and were thwarted we learned our master was also our savior. Eventually their taking becomes our voluntary giving. Elite who deserve to take what they want by force of will or army. From fairy tales to pop music to blockbuster movies, the spectacle convincingly asserts (never explicitly, mind you) that our lives are both dependent on and in service to a special, powerful, and superior people. But obedience doesn’t come without significant doubts and varying degrees of resistance, so regularly scheduled reinforcement of this unnatural order is necessary. That is, the Machine-masters’ rules must be unquestioned. ![]() Consequently, fantasies repeat throughout history – updated throughout the march of civilization, ensuring a continuous supply of willing subjects who subvert and subdue their wildest dreams to function reasonably well in the death machine of Progress.įor a system of this magnitude to succeed, our complete domestication is required. Only dreams that stay within the realm of the masters’ ordered options can be considered viable. Myths and stories serve as acceptable explanations for a life of increasing subjugation, a life disconnected from all that our imagination describes. ![]() Voltairine de Cleyre, The Hurricane Santa Claus is Coming to Town, by Faith Stealer Very swiftly, Now that thy hate is grown: Thundering the sea rolls o’er its shell-crunched wall! The whirled-White sand heaps with the foam-white waves The tide flows in, the wind roars from the depths, White crests curl on the sea-its voice grows deep. Slow clouds are sweeping o’er the blinding light The tide has turned the vane veers slowly round Not yet is thy breath hot, Vengefully blowing The sea complains, but its great voice is low. The tide is out, the wind blows off the shore īare burn the white sands in the scorching sun ![]()
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