THINK ABOUT ...
What will a man do to avoid being laughed
at? What means must he contrive to avoid that, apparently, unbearable perception
of being the butt of someone's, even ignorant, joke? What chances will
he take, then, to be wrong, or, even more damnable -- too
right? From where will his courage, then, come?
Worse, what is to be said about a man who realizes
an obvious threat to his corrupt and selfish world view, and obstructs
its instrument of justified destruction -- sits on the evidence,
or destroys it outright?
Let's say it was you that came upon a bit
of evidence providing that first inimitable push into a startling
new world view? Bigger than the genetics of Mendel, or the implications
of Darwin, the startling evidence is held in your trembling hand!
What do you do with it? Do you stuff it in a drawer amongst your personal
possessions -- just to have it found at the conclusion of your unremarkable
life, final proof of your unbravery? Do you destroy it (?), and live with
your nagging conscience for the remainder of a pathetically indifferent
and challengeless existence? Or do you offer the other hand, and let it
begin your righteous reach for real
truth ... a more challenging, vigorous, and ACTIVE investigation into the
more complicated, but more vitally satisfying and inclusive world?
How many bits
of information, like the following, are hidden away in dusty drawers and
shadowy vaults at the arbitrary whim of the coward or sociopath?
in a conscious attempt to protect the conservative's conveniently pernicious
and predatory, but wholly imaginary position? When will we learn
to laugh at the laughter we should be laughing
at -- that laughter that comes from the one with substantially less
courage than the one providing the alleged amusement. The seeker
-- the one willing to run that gamut of wounding negativists
to touch the truth on its shining face.