It's going to be funny to see

The statistics on some things concerning aspects of human behavior and their frequency, 30, 40, 50 etc years from now, when they continue to persist, and the learned social self delusion of denial of their intrinsic human nature (as if humanity is some angelically perfect blank sheet of paper each individual can be scribbled upon to create some arbitrary ideal "good human", and the laughably moronic insinuation that the bad is just "bad scribbles by bad people")
leads to the laughably STILL persistent and constant dogged dogmatic proclamation it is sourced in some moral evil aspect within society, or some group of people not adhering to the current arbitrary moral ideal. The collective, group enforced social intellectual cowardice of this will last for so long its fucking comedic. (and if you think i am targeting a specific side of the political spectrum inherently with this, you are one of the idiots i am thinking about)
Even despite this millions upon millions of us will internally, quietly know the truth, but never speak it, most knowing deep down but denying it even too themselves in desperation to avoid the uncomfortable implications. cheering our lying, coward little hearts out when our little ones spout the bullshit as truth before they have the life experience to smell the bullshit themselves intuitively.
The species is fucking moronic.
It will continue to beat itself senseless against the wall trying to fix what aint broke, what was built in the jungle. through a million years of environmental tough love natural selection.
Some things we accept as a wrong, or are trying to insist upon being so, will eventually have to be accepted as just being the fucking monkey creature we actually are,
no matter how hard we pound our fists bloody against the wall, futilely wishing in one hand while reality fills the other heavy with shit.
It, nor i, give the slightest of shits how hard your heart bleeds, or how profusely your tears flow.

and yes this was purposefully vague for a reason.





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(following an excerpt from a book)

“Ye Zhetai!” She was clearly unused to such theater, and though she tried to make her voice louder, the effort magnified the tremors in it. “You didn’t think I would stand up and expose you, criticize you? Yes, in the past, I was fooled by you. You covered my eyes with your reactionary view of the world and science! But now I am awake and alert. With the help of the revolutionary youths, I want to stand on the side of the revolution, the side of the people!”

She turned to face the crowd. “Comrades, revolutionary youths, revolutionary faculty and staff, we must clearly understand the reactionary nature of Einstein’s theory of relativity. This is most apparent in general relativity: Its static model of the universe negates the dynamic nature of matter. It is anti-dialectical! It treats the universe as limited, which is absolutely a form of reactionary idealism.…”

As he listened to his wife’s lecture, Ye allowed himself a wry smile. Lin, I fooled you? Indeed, in my heart you’ve always been a mystery. One time, I praised your genius to your father—he’s lucky to have died early and escaped this catastrophe—and he shook his head, telling me that he did not think you would ever achieve much academically. What he said next turned out to be so important to the second half of my life: “Lin Lin is too smart. To work in fundamental theory, one must be stupid.”

In later years, I began to understand his words more and more. Lin, you truly are too smart. Even a few years ago, you could feel the political winds shifting in academia and prepared yourself. For example, when you taught, you changed the names of many physical laws and constants: Ohm’s law you called resistance law, Maxwell’s equations you called electromagnetic equations, Planck’s constant you called the quantum constant.… You explained to your students that all scientific accomplishments resulted from the wisdom of the working masses, and those capitalist academic authorities only stole these fruits and put their names on them.

But even so, you couldn’t be accepted by the revolutionary mainstream. Look at you now: You’re not allowed to wear the red armband of the “revolutionary faculty and staff”; you had to come up here emptyhanded, without the status to carry a Little Red Book.… You can’t overcome the fault of being born to a prominent family in pre-revolutionary China and of having such famous scholars as parents.-----------------

- excerpt from the novel "The Three-Body Problem"—Cixin Liu