Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Eucalyptus and onion

" Do I contradict myself?
I am large I contain multitudes"

They say its a folly to help your enemies, and they could be right. For your enemies would probably use the help to undermine you later, that is, if you give them a chance. This is as certain as the sun rises everyday.

But some of you wouldn't mind that would you? You would like to be the good Samaritan's to your enemies. You believe in doing good, even to your enemies. You would like to turn the other cheek all the time.

Oh man, not good for you, no not ever. Other than your cheek's getting bashed up, there is never any good coming out of it. Your opponents would relish such an opportunity to get you at a disadvantage. And weakness is the greatest disadvantage that you can have when you have enemies.

Weakness breeds doubts about right and wrong, about good and bad, about courage and cowardice. Weakness tends to make you believe one is the other, that bravery is cowardice and chickening out is the best of practices.

My advice is,

If you kill (even when you kill insects), do it in style, do it without regrets, do it as if you were born to do it. Not a touch of remorse should hamper your thoughts. That is the only way to do it. Do it with relish and panache.

But there are those amongst you who have been brought up with compassion for the vanquished at heart. Apart from being the most desultory feeling of all, it is a damned weakness. It is a human aberration. There are no models out there in the world for such a thing other than among humanity. This is a selfish preoccupation developed into a social syndrome.

So don't help your enemies if you can help it, it will turn out bad almost always.

Okay, if you have any doubts, ask around, people will tell you gruesome tales about the way things turned out when they did something god for those they hate. Well may be its not the nicest way to behave for those you call your enemies, but do they care? After all they are enemies, and they have to be true to their calling. They believe that the help they got was a lapse of judgment on your part.

May be they are right. In the first place you had no business to help them. If you did, it is for you to take the consequences.

Yet to me it has always been otherwise. I often do help my enemies, with both money and might. Why, you may ask. Is it because I am the nicest guy around in the world? Hardly my dears, hardly. I couldn't care less if my enemies go to the blazes. I would in fact be so glad that I would give a party to myself in such an event.

So then why do I try to help my foes?

Good question, one that I have often asked myself and the only answer that came out was that I am a bigger devil than they are. My reasons seem highly suspicious in truth. By doing that I am trying to assert my superiority over them in no uncertain manner. I would always make sure that that is the case, that I have them in my power and I am willing to kick them out of trouble just because I can do it.

Just because I can do it.

I would have no illusions about the out come of the event or its future ramifications. I normally am a confirmed misanthrope. I would not be easily deceived by the tricks others are trying to pull over me. In fact, I don't recognize anyone as my enemy at all in the truer sense. I mostly take my opponents as buttresses to bolster my ego. I don't give such a great value for them in my life. They are just a few nonentities to make use of, in my journey through life or to strengthen myself.

So in helping them I am not really acting out of compassion, I am really acting out of a necessity I find in myself, that of needing to distribute largess to others who ever they may be. Its not magnanimity at all. Its just a style of doing things to me.
What if they become stronger and come after me?

Well let the poor slobs try!

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