Dancing on the graves

As a society dies, the laughter rings out. Each death calls for more unimpeded guffaws and for frolicking on graves.  The living could do nothing better than laugh since their impending fate will emerge soon enough and the peels of laughter will be heard as the gasping breaths expire. Reported as such in the book "The Mountain People" were The Ik who were starving to death. And those who watched them starve laughed only to be starving later themselves.

We have a picture of our own society which is dying, but it is dying from an excess of stupidity and blindness not from want of food. That we have a bloated class of wealth and a fattened herd of poor only makes the failure of our society that more pronounced in its failure. All around us we have entertainment and all around us the individuals who have emerged who claim leadership are "entertainers" looking to be popular, to be exciting to want to bask and wallow in the adoration. Yet no one wants to say the truth which is that we are a society lying fallow and fallen to earth that we no longer stand with angels, that we no longer care even about ourselves. Those who follow which are almost all of us, follow the leaders into the morass.

These failures are highlighted in a political system that has become increasingly shallow and is soon to be hollowed.  Those emerging in the new paradigm whatever it might be will be the wealthy, the organized and whoever the anointed royalty is. These were the ones who didn't laugh out loud. These were the ones who only smirked to themselves.

A reign of terror will be the only answer in the end as it was in France in 18th Century and then this will be followed by many decades of upheaval.  Call it revolution, call it whatever. It will happen regardless of the current terrorists, the nuclear weapons, the religious fervor, the political tomfoolery and the madness that infects us all.