The Perfect Humanoid Symbol, 28

As I said, smoking is the perfect symbol of humanoid unworthiness. It is the perfect case in point of how much blindly, stupidly, ingenuously, and how stubbornly, arrogantly and faithfully the humanoid sides with his or her enemies and against his or her friends, and against self in the first place, and turns into a potential trouble source relaying and amplifying degradation and suppression. Can you imagine Jews captive in the concentration camps strutting, showing off and bragging about the numbers on their forearms? Can you imagine us all strutting, showing off and bragging about the “numbers of the beast” branded on our foreheads, hands, identity−and−credit cards, or implanted RFID chips, in an imminent future where we would not even be permitted to breathe without it? They say the number 666 is the mark of the beast, and perhaps it is; but smoking certainly is. And the infinite does exist: it is humanoid idiocy.

In my opinion, equating drug use with staying away from them is ethical relativism, and in view of the fact that our survival in this world is a concerted effort whose outcome is not a foregone conclusion, then ethical relativism is betrayal. But if that weren’t enough, considering the additional factor of the presence of suppression on the scene, such betrayal grows even worse. We happen to live in a world that does not allow for mistakes due to physical laws; if you throw yourself you crash, and there’s no return. But if that wasn’t enough, we happen to live in a world that does not allow for mistakes even worse due to the presence of suppression, PTSness, humanoid faults, non−ethical intentions, concealed or corrupted information. In such a world there is no such thing as a right to idiocy. No one has any right to be stupid. And no one has any right to be an asshole.

So what about the order of magniture of the impact of such a “right to idiocy”?