The meatbody is a slow creature.
Distances are traveled through contact with the ground, one step at a time. Vehicles do exist, but these are
cumbersome, noisy contraptions that cause more deaths per annum than organized warfare. The meatbody is
naturally apathetic, inclined to lie still and ingest food, drink and visuals. Rarely
is he exultant, and more rarely still impelled to great things. There are
exceptions, of course, and it is these meatbodies who have pulled civilization forward inch by inch.
They are very few in number and often act for the same reasons their inferiors do: fame,
conquest, power, fortune. The selfless – the
truly selfless, are practically nonexistent, and it is to be questioned whether
selflessness is wholly meritorious. One must look after one’s own affairs, after all, especially amongst the meatbody multitude, rife with laws and regulations.
The system of rule amongst the meatbody is a behemoth so vast no single man can fathom it. Every
few years there is a superficial reshuffle - so called elections - that occasions much brouhaha in the
populace and revenue for the news services, but little in the way of change. Change among the meatbody multitude is either tectonic or volcanic. It either takes generations of gradual social engineering; or it comes in a violent burst of revolutionary upheaval. Thankfully,
it is mostly slow; but this past century has also seen much of the violent, and in these cases blood is shed in buckets as a new paradigm is rolled
out “in the name of the people”. The new paradigm is often the diametric opposite of
the preceding one. It is this polarity that so transfixes the meatbody
multitude: the white versus the black. Rarely does gray seem very appealing. There
are groups that are especially adept at bringing this contrast into focus because in this contrast there is revenue for the few. Only in harmony is there
is revenue for the many. The dynamics are simple, but the manipulations complex.
The meatbody has a major flaw (beyond the sluggishness of his body; and
the fickleness of his mind): his predilection for entertainment over truth. If
he can be entertained – though deluded – he will take it over fact, any day of the week. And that is all a manipulator needs to know.
