There's no substitute for your thoughts
Contributed by: Y.Yamamoto
Dubito ergo cogito; cogito ergo sum. (I doubt, therefore I think; I think therefore I am.)
- Rene Descartes
All the problems of the world could be settled easily if men were only willing to think. The trouble is that men very often resort to all sorts of devices in order not to think, because thinking is such hard work.
- Thomas J. Watson
Undated map showing
Oceanic contamination as of
August 21, 2013
Oceanic contamination 2,276
days after the disaster
|No one openly denies the ability to think is the only thing that distinctively differentiates man from the ape. Although most people even think the notion is a mere truism, very few seem to know exactly what steps are involved in the process of man's thinking.|
Just in case, let us be reminded that the first step is to break up the link already established among things by someone else into the smallest possible elements. Then you sort them out in the second step, finally to reconstruct a link in your own way.
Sometimes I suspect the reason the average American often shows a sign of irritation at the neutral word "ape" is because he is intellectually too lazy or apish to go through the time-consuming process every time he discusses an issue at hand. Just like his Japanese counterpart, he constantly shuffles secondhand information purely on an ear-to-mouth basis.
In the last several months, I took up a variety of topics in the following sequence:
● the difference between the paintings in the Altamira cave and graffiti in the public restroom,
● creative evolution,
● the rules and manners for dialectical interchange,
● Japan's burning desire for international recognition,
● the total destruction of human languages,
● the Emperor.
With each one of them I intended to prepare my predominantly American audience for the next post. But it was evident from the comments I got online and offline that most people thought I'd selected these subjects just on a whim. Most of the time they failed to see the link I'd tentatively established among these topics. Needless to say, they never dreamed of reestablishing a link on their own. An automatic comment-posting software would have outdone these people.
In short, they didn't take my arguments seriously.
In the last nine years since I started blogging, I have used two ways to make up for the inability to think on the part of my audience. One of them is to turn to visual aids, as I do here again in this post. But photos and videos seldom worked as I had expected. Most of the time images failed to provoke people to think. Sometimes they even made them stop thinking instead of stop to think. At best, their effects were quite limited.
Take a look at the undated picture embedded at the top of this post, for instance. Aside from the inescapable question about its authenticity, you don't normally ask specifically what radioactive materials are causing atmospheric contamination shown on the map of the Japanese Archipelago, and what about the groundwater and food chain.
The other two pictures show the results of computer simulations made by a German institute named GEOMAR (Helmholtz Centre for Ocean Research Kiel.) It seems the wine color shows the density of Cesium-137, the most hazardous substance. But are they really reliable? Of course they aren't because the numerical data available to the German scientists were all sourced from the habitual liars at Tokyo Electric Power Co. and the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry.
The only thing that is more or less self-evident from these maps is the fact that the temperate westerlies have prevented the worst-case scenario from happening here, just like Kamikaze (Divine Wind) from a ferocious typhoon blew the invading Mongolian fleet against the rocks in 1274 while Japanese had been freezing in total inaction.
Over time I've realized there is a little more effective way to approach my audience through the backdoor: FAN HATRED with inflammatory words, such as Black Kenyan Monkey, male Japanese macaques or narcissism of the Hottentots.
I used to hate a lot, but not anymore. My hatred was almost always directed to the enemy of my loved one. Whenever you become committed to someone, you share the same animosity with her. Now at the age of 77, I have no one to get mad at. But as an old Frenchman would say, a life without hatred is something like an egg without salt.
Do I hate the Kenyan monkey or Japanese macaques myself? Unfortunately that is not the case at all. How can I hate such dregs of humanity? These despicable guys don't deserve my hatred because there's no such thing as hatred without a sense of awe. But now I know how to turn my inability to hate into an advantage. If I were a hater myself, I would never be really hated. That should mean I can leverage my ability to be hated to make my audience take me seriously. Not that I do something wrong with the visitors to my website. I just intend to make them misdirect or redirect their disoriented anger to this blogger.
It's for this reason that I love to be hated these days, if not more than to be respected. The most important thing here is that when you are mad at me, I see an unmistakable sign that you take me seriously. This has made my blog one of the world's most hated websites. Not a few people seem to get so indignant that they will never come back. But that's it; I don't care too much because it can't really be helped.
Paradoxical though it may seem, I've recently found out that the easiest target I can invite anger from is one who claims to be an anti-hatred advocate or activist. It's always fun to fan his hatred this way - unless he goes too far to mess up this website.
In recent years there are a growing number of anti-hatred advocates/activists especially in the U.S. Although they don't notice it themselves, they all cling to the archaic idea laid down in Japan's Seventeen-Article Constitution (see NOTE below) which was promulgated by Prince Shotoku almost 14 centuries ago.
NOTE: Its Article 1 goes like this: Harmony should be valued and quarrels should be avoided. Everyone has his biases, and few men are far-sighted. Therefore some disobey their lords and fathers and keep up feuds with their neighbors. But when the superiors are in harmony with each other and the inferiors are friendly, then affairs are discussed quietly and the right view of matters prevails.
Actually anti-hatred people and hate-crime doers are the two wings of a same bird, whose brain is either empty, or stuffed with shit. To remain an anti-hatred advocate, you always have to look around for a conflict because if you don't find one, you are at a loss over what to do for the rest of your life. That's why they even create one discord after another, where there are none, so they can play the role of arbitrators until the end of time.
There is a catch, however. An avowed hater has a principle and some guts, for better or for worse. On the contrary a hater, who says and does whatever he says and does under the guise of an anti-hatred advocate or activist, is the most unprincipled and gutless type of person. The only thing he can be is an adamant denier of humanity. How can I expect from him a genuine hatred accompanied by a certain sense of awe?
In a separate post that will follow soon, I will single out an American visitor to this website who is an excellent example of the hater of haters. I am going to detail the modus operandi this particular specimen has habitually used to promote his fake cause in the last five years. ·