Mythology

Saturnalia is upon us once again. The madness leading up to the religious holiday is finally over. And, with it goes the gross hypocrisy in both ideology and actions. Perpetuating the myth of Saturnalia, now known as Christmas, undermines the already-stunted intellectual capacity of the rank-and-file peons. Legitimizing the myth only serves to cast doubt on the truth of quantum physics, the "Big Bang" origin of the universe, the mapping of the human genome, the evolution of chimpo sapiens from the "lower" animals, and the inevitable causality of death. Hence, the cyclical resurgence of malignant and unfounded religious beliefs.

Last night, I viewed a very compelling episode of "Worlds Apart" on [deleted]. Oksana Boyko shared dialogue with author and religious historian, Hanne Nabintu Herland, from Norway. Herland offers the most logical and meaningful explanation for the secular degradation of the "West" that may finally lead to the demise of all humans. In a passionate plea, Herland urges us to review the world events and prevalent thinking circa 1938, a watershed year in history leading up to war, that is being repeated now. Have "exceptionalism," intolerance, and aggression caused humans to revert back to their raw animalistic "instincts"?

I departed for the den of consumerism (read: shopping mall) in Kahala at 8:30am this morning. Driving my vehicle on the highway, I found myself besieged by other inconsiderate drivers. Yes, even on a holiday, people were driving recklessly and at excessive speeds, foolishly cutting off other vehicles and engaged in fruitless endeavors to transport themselves to another locale instantly. I was, however, pleased to find the coffee shop open for business. People were already sitting at the tables in the coffee shop, immersed in passive activity with notebook computers. Nearly all of the other customers and bystanders were fiddling with their "smartphones." As for me, I was busily composing the "blog" on the tablet computer.

By 10:30am, people were filing into the mall in droves, most of them clutching their "smartphones." Although the coffee shop was the only establishment open for business, the brain-dead consumer is programmed to return to any focal point of consumerism to fill an existential void. What is even more astonishing is that the very same people were overwhelmed with an abundance of "gifts" (the burgeoning result of the last few weeks of rampant consumerism) just an hour or so prior. Oh, the absurdity!

I attempted to enjoy the moment, even amidst the presence of an increasing crowd of shoppers with nowhere to go. I reflected on the folly of my own use of gadgets like the tablet computer and cheap "smartphone." There is no question that my sole purpose for deploying the devices is the composition of the "blog." My one-and-only tax spreadsheet is moot since I have no verifiable income. So, a spreadsheet "app" is essentially useless. Aside from that, I only browse the Web to read trustworthy news sites, view RT programs, check the arrival time of buses (if the GPS locator is even operational), and peruse blurry hurdy-gurdy video clips should the atrophied Vienna Sausage require "testing." Otherwise, I have no time for social networking, gaming, or other forms of digital sedation.

I decided to remain at the den of consumerism for the remainder of the day. After six hours, I found my mind swirling in the vortex of an existential crisis of my own making. However, I preferred a brush with insanity rather than transport myself back and forth from Chaos Manor (read: rental housing). Alan has been on vacation for about a week, so he's been leisurely lounging at the dump. Needless to say, he appears to not have taken a shower once during that time. I doubt that he has secured another rental housing arrangement, so I assume that he will be moving in with his friend's family in Kapolei. I can't say how long that will last before Alan is evicted (due to extreme hoarding and poor personal hygiene). Alan will most likely be forced to officially retire early and move back to his "McMansion" in Arizona. How he will pay the mortgage is unknown.

Well, to cap off an extremely laborious Saturnalia holiday, I purchased the healthier food options for dinner at the fast food joint in Kahala. Healthier? Yes, a chicken salad meal with a fruit and yogurt parfait for dessert. Upon completion of dinner, I wrapped up the Saturnalia posting of the "blog" and "published" it using the cheap "smartphone." Then, I loitered for a while longer before departing for Chaos Manor. I can hardly wait until next year to do it all again. Sheesh!