Ancient vice
In olden days kings, when they got old–when they could no longer fight–watch young people kill each other–just for fun-like playing chess. This sport as you might suspect is popular with old men, of course the players–killing one another–are young, and [the best part] goes by a hyphenated name, pregnant with interpretations, echoing (pun-alert) very old concepts: State-Terror[ism]. WAR got nothing to do with people; it is a geriatric mental illness (to complement teen angst).
Well, old-age is second-childhood, I heard my grandmother explain: Zeitgeist evolves-as one ages-in cumulative ways that the individual old consciousness once again finds irritating as if the first-time around wasn’t enough. They are like deers frozen in front of all the sh** that’s happening all around, and I have been thinking that this frozen deer would somehow police the traffic and that policing would in turn lead to less fatalities on the roads.
And with that I used up all my overdraft protection (banks are good people) on theologing.
Posina Venkata Rayudu
