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I am a pacifist. This means that I proudly will not kill another human being. I am also a quasi-environmentist. This means that I think about earth stewardship in the sense that the earth is something to be enjoyed and not devoured.

People are fascinating. This is mostly in part due to our ability to think, rationalize, philosophize, construct, deconstruct and to devise. The binary poles of political thought (left v. right) each have a perspective of human worth. Each would agrue, albeit in a different fashion than the other, that human’s are worth something.

The right would say the human is worth something as a human. The left would likely say the human is worth something as a person. That is an important distinction. Think about it.

As a human the body is expendable. As a person the body is but a vessel for the mind. To destroy the body is to destroy the mind.

The left has a problem however. If the body is a vessel, and that vessel consumes that which the earth produces then there is limited space for those vessels. The right has a problem as well. The human has a mind and that mind may prevent other humans from being able to live peacably together. As such conflict is inevitable unless those human minds can learn to co-habitate the earth. However, one does not learn peace by living in war.

The solution, as it stands, for the left is to work to gain a peace which would expediate the population problem. For the right the solution is more fighting which perpetuates the problem of conflict.

My solution is to have some cake and then eat it too. With ice cream, some coffee and a cigerette to celebrate the deliciousness of the cake.

I will not kill another person. I will not support other people killing other people. I believe humans are special in some way that animals may not be. I cannot put my finger on what that is exactly, but that is another post on another day.

I will do what I can here at home to try and ensure a rich beautiful planet such as I enjoyed growing up for my heirs. (But not for my kid’s kids, because I don’t believe kids should be having sex.)

I will not fight the notion that there are people who believe that killing another person is ookey-dokey for several reason. First, it is fruitless to try to convince people of that idea. I have never succeeded and a person who likes the idea of war-toys will likely never even consider the alternative.

Second, it is an exercise in futility to try to stop governments from battling other governments. Government exists to protect its people. But governments are war institutions. As such they only have a select number of ideas in their arsenal. War is a fact. Death is unavoidable. Murder is option #1.

Third, if people kill people then there are less people to destroy the planet. And maybe, just maybe, eventually there will be so few people left that those handful can learn to live together.

Death is a part of life. Killing other people does not need to be. But with populations growing too rapidly and technology advancing too hurredly it seems inevitable for a vast number of people to die. Either from over population, starvation, or from war and other human controllable situations.

The neglect will be on my part. War is the wrong answer to all problems. But I am defeated, I will let it happen. I will be a passive supporter. I won’t like it. I won’t do the killing.

So kill all the mother-fucking foreigners. Bomb the hell out of other religions. Don’t be scared of death. Embrace it. Destroy all life on the planet. Bring an end to the misery that keeps rearing its ugly pimple scarred face.

Hell, throw another fetus on the BBQ. We are eating like kings and queens tonite.