I should have become anthropologist. I’m just interested in why people do what they do. Why he organizes himself how he organizes himself. And what we are driven as species.
Since I thought about old Rome, I think about power. Who gets there and why. In the fairway from this interest in history, I am now washed in books that deal with why humanity is probably where it is today. Namely in the cramp of a global, homemade panic attack, including snap breathing and fainting. And to hand over a digital intelligence in the medium term.
If we believe the scientist: Inside, the transformation from the wild legenders to the farmers was actually right. Really stupid, because such a wild bag lives much more horny. From hand in the mouth, at most flexible and full at the moment, since no long -term thoughts had to be made around “the morning”. But no, man had to start To grow wheat And to be settled with it because it had to cultivate a concrete piece of soil. Which is why people had to stay, built houses and called “possession” everything they created.
The thing with the wheat
I am sure that there are other reasons for enforcing a thing than just “that was more profitable” or “just more fun”. From my personal conviction, most of the evil in the world arises from two motivations that basically think of it, probably one and the same, are probably one and the same.
The one motivation is obvious and is probably simple and moving comfort. Yuval Noah Harari calls this in his bestseller “Nexus” in a slight modification “The luxury trap”, that is, the effect that we risk long -term well -being in favor of today’s convenience. Incidentally, people have always done that. Already 30,000 years ago we exterminated animals that were too well equipped, such as the mammoth. And we even changed the climate due to slash. What we do today and what seems inappropriate to us today basically arises from the almost childish innocence, ultimately simply not being able to estimate the consequences of our own actions.
First, well, just try to grow wheat. Sounds cool, what should go wrong?
The bully
I am currently more interested in a completely different, rather social motivation for human action and I baptize them “Approval from the Bully”.
Okay, so we do things on the one hand out of convenience. But we do it alsoso that the biggest wanker in the schoolyard not only does not only hit us on the snout, but also even opens us into the circle of its selected group if possible. Nowhere can this principle be observed as a study as nicely as in the music scene or what is left of it.
I have been wondering for so long why people play in certain bands and why certain front men are such arrogant assholes. Now I start to understand: Both are related. Someone who wants to do initially creates a climate of fear by creating/creating (or taking over from pioneers), which is allowed and what is not allowed. And everyone who falls through this grid (all basic bitches, I say it mercilessly. And because everything that is difficult to have appears attractive and desirable, it becomes attractive and desirable to be recognized by this type of person at least in parts.
In order to obtain confirmation from this bullet, the best way is to meet at least roughly and, for example, offer him as an easy -care bass player. Like a dog that lays on his back in front of another and shows his throat. In this way, people escape in the slipstream of someone who, with their “passive aggression potential”, exudes an aura of supposed strength.
Eau de Dominance
The “active aggression potential”, which was triggered by many freak, arguing, overturned backstage furniture or malicious sayings when accepting a public price, the person concerned no longer has to live out from his 30th birthday (chilly). Because in the adolescent, stormy “puppy protection” phase, he has already impressed it. From now on he can relax and talk and act like a more or less normal person. From now on, the still young man is considered “grown up” and “matured”. But this “if I wanted, I could make you a head at any time” always hangs in the air like a heavy musk water, “Eau de Dominance”. Incidentally, theater director, directors and broadcasters are also made of the same fabric.
The unreflected, patriarchal rope teams from men in the music business, who secretly recognize themselves in the renewable bullies or at least see the man Reincarnated, whom they themselves followed in a band, are now in the nearest generation in the music labels, mistakes, sometimes booking agencies or management. They promote, hidden in love, in love, under the guise of the “Business” the new sprouting, which Judged approaches its useful followers with magnetic self -confidence.
Relapses
Recently I had an experience in a rehearsal room when I was almost drunk by the praise of a guy who in the past had very clear as a bully. I literally found myself sluggishly back on the street with my head and thought: What was that? Why did you have the praise of such a Because so necessary? Why do you liked it?
In response to this question, I remembered darkly, as I was bullied by several guys at the time at school. From a determined point I felt like I invented an illness every other day, so that my mother could keep me at home with a clear conscience. This bullying encompassed beautiful things like without reason and warning to be driven, in the schoolyard to brash a spanking, to be captured in a playhouse or simply get one on the beet with a hard object.
I have probably forgotten this a bit over the years and, like unobserved flotsam, I am currently susceptible to a bully.
Under the wings of a kite
Since I have a surprisingly simple mind, yes, I would like to say that I am blessed with a real conceptuality, I have now asked myself for a long time why harmless people like to hang around with assholes. And now I have my answer: approval from the bully. Because the safest is still under the wings of a kite. It is probably the most stress -free and therefore most convenient.
And finally a small issue: What do you think how much potential a woman has who is a bully and imagines to claim a place in such male domains?
In my next life I would like to be born as a gigantic kite wing that covers the whole world and thus hugs everyone in my arms. Scaly, leathery, cool and strange consolation.