As I have written before, the creation of great works of art such as paintings, murals, statues, or classical music are warning signs of a decaying or stagnant society. These things are indicative that people who were once engaged in struggles or in an environment that took up their time and had harsh selection have entered a period where things have relaxed in some serious manner to allow for leisure and introspection. While the works created in this period can be inspiring or beautiful or admirable, these works signal a transition of growth to stagnation and sloth. For all the great art and cultural artifacts created, the vast majority of people are not putting the easiness and wealth of that time to use in a beneficial manner. Soon thereafter, a collapse or at least some sort of serious decay, both social and biological is almost guaranteed to occur.
This essay is not about art, but
rather philosophy. Philosophy and writing in general can be creative and artistic,
but it is more analytical in nature. The people who engage in it and are good
at it are generally suited to be engineers or managerial people of sorts. The
people who do philosophy or writing poorly are irrelevant and are seen in every
age and condition, just like there are bad painters, sculptors, or musicians in
every era and condition in every type of society.
If you look
at when Greek philosophy reached its peak, when Roman “philosophy” (I say it in
quotes because it was a poor legalistic imitation of Greek philosophy) reached
its peak, when German philosophy reached its peak, and when French philosophy
reached its peak, you will see that this was right before or at the beginning
of decay and eventual mediocrity. The same pattern is visible across geography
and time because the same mechanics are at play: philosophy peaks when the
options for real thinkers and people interested what is true have been removed
in the traditional sense. When honesty, when opportunity for success without
sucking up or sucking off, when creativity and generative are no longer
rewarded by a society, then philosophy begins to bloom. The truly excellent
thinkers with unique perspectives and backbones, the people who don’t want to
do a job for money or social adulation, begin to self-select out of society and
choose a life that is inwardly directed, that is a sign that that society is
headed nowhere good.
This
process is a molting of sorts -- or more accurately fermentation. The underlying
forces driving the society have shifted from positive and rewarding people who have
characteristics which are honorable, to rewarding the corrupt or evil people
who have characteristics which are dishonorable. At first, the honorable people
in the society make a good faith effort to fix the society or reform it, but if
this does not work (and it almost never does, especially now that everything is
so interconnected) then eventually the futility of this project is realized,
and these honorable people give up trying to fix the external and instead focus
on the internal. Something shifts in the air, the spirit of the society is
shown to be fundamentally unsalvageable, and this is the fermentation.
This
fermentation is spiritual or psychic in nature, but it functions much like
fermentation of food works. Underlying flavors are revealed in ways they were
invisible prior to the fermentation. In the context of philosophy, this means
that things which were hidden become visible. Through free time and disconnection
on a fundamental level, thinkers are able to examine relationships and dynamics
that were unable to be examined when society was more positive on the surface
level. I say surface level, because the values and structure of society are phenomenological
in nature and are simply time-lagged symptoms of underlying, deeper mechanics that
are not really changing. Much like fermentation, the materials holding together
and structuring society get broken down and fit each other much more loosely,
that which was once nuanced becomes obvious, and in its obviousness, its
mechanics are revealed in ways which they could not be revealed prior.
America seems
to be beginning this stage that Greece, Roman, German, and French societies went
through and finished. I focus on those specific societies because those are the
ones I am most familiar with, but I’m sure this stage is common across all cultures
and peoples who were once successful or impressive in some manner but now
linger in stagnation and mediocrity. At this point, there is so much obvious corruption
and nepotism that the only people interested in traditional careers or status
in the American system are very sickly or stupid people. Anybody with sincere
or impressive aspirations, anybody who is not a slave to social status or
willing to suck off middle managers and crawl on all fours in front of deranged
despots, anybody who has a soul, knows that there is nothing to be gained or earned
in an honorable way in the traditional American system. As such, there does
seem to be a spark of intellectual perspective by people in America who know
they don’t have any traditional path to success or comfort with their dignity
intact.
Perhaps I am just talking about
myself, and I am before my time and there is nobody besides myself in America
who is actually making interesting works of art or examining interesting ideas
in a generative manner, but I am too humble to assume that to be the case.
While I am the only one I know who really is examining issues in a fundamental manner
which can be considered exceptional or noteworthy, I assume that there are
others around my age that are similar in talents and output as me, who are
simply not known to me yet. Perhaps I am wrong, perhaps I am just ahead of my
time, but I do know that it is only matter of time until there are many people
like me who emerge from America, because America is entering this period of
pre-death, this period of molting or fermentation, where analytical and
creative people seemingly pop out of nowhere because those analytical and
creative people have been locked out of participating in a corrupt and
disgusting society.
This philosophical fermentation
that I have been born into or am a preview of is the second to last stage in a
society’s death. The realization that this society cannot be salvaged, that
most people are hopeless and self-destructive, that all governmental and
authoritative institutions are either completely corrupted or inevitably on
their path to complete corruption, is something I have arrived at and people
like me will arrive at, but most people will be incapable of internalizing
until things get much worse. America as a society is a dead man walking, it is
a shambling corpse. While this period of fermentation develops, the corpse will
continue to shamble and great works of art and philosophy will be created, but
eventually things will get so bad that the most obvious dullard will be unable
to hide from the truth of the impending death of society. At that point, the
fermentation or molting will end, the works of art will end, and complete
despair and loathing (both internal and external) will begin. That is the
final, the death of culture, the death of creativity. At that point,
self-cannibalization will begin, and there will be no time for meandering
philosophical works or artistic projects which last for years, people like me
will go from analyzing to being forced to fight survive as the population will
be turned against itself and everybody will be an enemy combatant of sorts. After
that occurs, some form of dead equilibrium will be arrived at, and America’s
society will be a zombie much like Greece, Italy, Germany, and France have
zombie societies. Until that happens, however, enjoy the fermentation.
Seems like a reminder that winter comes after the harvest. I understand the value of dystopian warnings, so that we may do what is in our power to make the world a better place. However, the deeper fermentation of doomsaying and unrest does not vibe with me on a deeper level. I think that society has many unhealthy flaws, but running water, electricity, and highway repairs are all very wonderful. The best is yet to come. It has always been, always will be, and is right now: "the best of times and the worst of times." - Chuckie Dunkins / Chorles Dinkins / Charles Dickens, approximately.
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