Reload and Take Aim

Fine then, although submission is so close to self-forgiveness that it leaves a bad taste in my mouth I will at the very least allow for the disarming of one of the many rifles I have left loaded and pointing at my face. I think I labelled it, “it’s all you fault”. There may have been a few adjectives scribbled on afterwards for effect but I believe you get the gist of its purpose. Now before hordes of smiling faced chimps start flinging self-righteous faeces at me with the type of fervour often seen displayed by pro-lifers during the burning of an abortion clinic, with everyone still inside, I have one little side note I think is of absolute importance in this instance. I am not touching the neighbouring rifle entitled “this one is totally your fault”, AKA, “You could have stopped this”. Under the guise of such slogans as “it’s not your responsibility” and “take care of yourself first” we endure ourselves to the type of apathy that could very well leave us emotionally stranded with nothing to hump except a cactus, which is bad. We are the keepers of our brothers and sisters. We do exist with an imperative to aid others. Even though I am a firm believer in the ‘will to power’ as an a priori for human behaviour, it is the manner in which it manifests that makes it open to ethical scrutiny. The notion of sacrifice is not to be taken to the extreme of martyrdom, for in that instance, the act of self detriment diminishes one’s capacity to help in the future. Life is a balancing act of living for oneself and living for others. If too much is sacrificed then you have nothing to give, which makes the entire act self defeating. Helping should be done in a sustainable manner. If you life is lived purely at the expense of others, then you are a massive douche. I know it’s not a very sound philosophical argument but to quote Ben "Yahtzee" Croshaw, “shut up it works”.