Pet Peeve of the Random Time Increment
Jul. 23rd, 2006 11:56 amI really, really hate it when people act like reproduction is the meaning of life.
I hate it when idiots assert that humanity's meaning is tied up in the same base instinctual drives that every other creature possesses. I hate it when they act like this "knowledge" is something to be smug about, like all the fools who think otherwise will soon see the error of their ways. I hate it when they cite Darwin, who must be rolling in his grave to hear his theory so misapplied.
If the meaning of life was procreation--if that is all anyone honestly cared about, if that was the only thing many people found important--there wouldn't be a theory of evolution. There wouldn't be literature, there wouldn't be science, we'd still be in the damn TREES because our innate curiosity would have taken a back seat to the Grand Purpose of banging the nearest member of the opposite sex. Darwin had ten children as is; do you think he would have set foot on the Beagle if he thought procreation was the be all and end all of his existence?
But what annoys me most is the ingratitude these idiots demonstrate with their dumbing down of humanity, the lack of appreciation for the gifts we have been given. Don't they realize how great and special it is that human beings are the only creatures on earth who can defy instinct? It's like whining, "I can't believe God gave me self-awareness, curiosity, and a moral compass for Christmas instead of the fuck-buddy I asked for! I'm not writing a thank-you note!"
No.
I would say "fuck you," but I don't think anyone should.
(x-posted)
I hate it when idiots assert that humanity's meaning is tied up in the same base instinctual drives that every other creature possesses. I hate it when they act like this "knowledge" is something to be smug about, like all the fools who think otherwise will soon see the error of their ways. I hate it when they cite Darwin, who must be rolling in his grave to hear his theory so misapplied.
If the meaning of life was procreation--if that is all anyone honestly cared about, if that was the only thing many people found important--there wouldn't be a theory of evolution. There wouldn't be literature, there wouldn't be science, we'd still be in the damn TREES because our innate curiosity would have taken a back seat to the Grand Purpose of banging the nearest member of the opposite sex. Darwin had ten children as is; do you think he would have set foot on the Beagle if he thought procreation was the be all and end all of his existence?
But what annoys me most is the ingratitude these idiots demonstrate with their dumbing down of humanity, the lack of appreciation for the gifts we have been given. Don't they realize how great and special it is that human beings are the only creatures on earth who can defy instinct? It's like whining, "I can't believe God gave me self-awareness, curiosity, and a moral compass for Christmas instead of the fuck-buddy I asked for! I'm not writing a thank-you note!"
No.
I would say "fuck you," but I don't think anyone should.
(x-posted)