Well, thank you Ron! We should always remember that people are not all equal, although the current [politically correct] pretence is that they are. People confuse legal equality, which is [to me] essential for civilisation, with people actually being equal in an objective physical DNA and capability sense.
They are not. Some are vastly more intelligent than others and that is in their DNA, not their education or environment, whether you start at birth or conception or even in the nutritional state of the too-be parents prior to conception.
Unfortunately for us, even the smartest are so similar to the mean that seen from the viewpoint of what's possible, we all look like sheople. We herd like sheep too, more or less, though there are always some people with cat DNA who don't herd as well as they might - even with sheep, there are a few with cat DNA who make a break for it and a high-speed sheepdog has to zoom around at the whistle of the boss to get them going in the right direction.
So, I doubt that it is denial. I suspect it is that the herd is simply herding and the sheep dogs and lead sheep haven't yet taken action in response to Uncle Green$pan's whistle and call to 'get in behind'. It takes a bit of time to get the herd moving. Sheep dogs aren't all that smart. They are enthusiastic, bark a lot and race around grinning, but definitely not smart. That's why they need and love the boss; they can't find a whole herd of sheep on their own - they'd be lucky to chase a seagull, which would just be a short chase with no job satisfaction.
The sheople are milling around, wondering which way is to the abattoir and which way is to freedom where the grass is always greener. Mostly they are comfortable in the herd, so they'll go where the lead sheople lead. Sometimes herds separate into two flocks. Sheep are of course in flocks rather than herds - I'm not sure what you call a flock of sheople. Perhaps it's a "heard" [on the street or CNBC] of sheople.
In the middle of the heard, most of the sheople, the long-suffering J6P, don't have a clue that anything is even going on. They get up in the morning, go to work, gas up and wonder if they were so smart to get that SUV after all, considering the way it gobbles $$, curse the oil companies or Saddam Hussein, go home, watch the Simpsons over a microbrewed beer [yes, that's a joking poking at you CB], hit the sack to be told their husband has a headache, [we can't be genderist] and anyway, forgot the Viagra presription, so can't we just cuddle, snores a few hours away and bingo, it's 6am and Groundhog Day again. They don't own shares anyway, and haven't got a clue about Taiwan, let alone China. Some have seen "Pearl Harbour" and "Saving Private Ryan", so feel they have a good grasp of history.
The annoying thing is that we are all like that, to a greater or lesser extent. But some of us can make like a cat and with nine lives there's always some who escape to tell the story. Being in the heard is the way to the abattoir. The few who escape into the bush aren't all that worrisome to the shepherd.
In the forests, before civilisation, it was safer to be in the heard because the outliers were the first picked off and eaten. When the wolves were full, they'd stop eating and the heard could go on its way, looking for greener pasture. With civilisation, the wolves are dogs and there is a farmer. It is better to be like a cat than a sheep. Herding cats is hard work. Hearding sheople is tricky, but possible.
Make like a cat! Swan is fine too. Or a duckling...
Being a frightened bunny, deer transfixed in headlights or being a sheople, ends with being on a dinner plate.
It's Sunday morning again in Kiwiland! The world is still going, it's a beautiful day, so that's a good start. Jay will wake soon and immediately wonder what the heck is going on, so will stare at the pixels on his crystal ball, trying to decipher the future and contemplate the past week, then, being Sunday, have a day to enjoy wealth rather than earn it. Hello Jay. I have already checked out Sunday and things are fine - it's quite an advantage being a day ahead of everyone...out and through the fence before the farmer has gone to bed the night before!
I hope you have a nice day folks.
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