To its strange way of thinking, it has moved on and become something much better – and is no longer interested in that sort of thing – or in thinking about it.
I remember my first summer job, when I was an engineering student, back in the late Fifties. The big thing then was electronics, which had originated in WWII in things like radio communications and radar. This job was my introduction to what became known as Aerospace, the huge boondoggle that typified the Cold War. The Company was Westinghouse and it was in Baltimore.
We didn’t have a damn thing to do all summer – the company was stockpiling us in anticipation of a some big contract. But the pay was excellent. And we had plenty of time to enjoy the Maryland tidewater, where we rented a house on the Severn River – and learned how to catch crabs and eat them (with plenty of beer). As budding young engineers we were popular with the girls.
The big problem was boredom – but underneath that was something much more serious – we were learning that, as people, we were not important – we were only important because we had the title of engineer. Only our surface was important, not what was underneath it. We were only important for how we could be used – in this case, in a make-believe war. The Organization was the only thing that was all-important – and we had to serve it.
And we were not supposed to notice any of this. We were not supposed to act like normal human beings – and wonder what the heck was going on. Something BIG was going on – but what it was, was none of our business.
Looking back it at, I am tempted to say that we were supposed to become stupid – and, very obligingly, we did just that. We knew what orders sounded like – and we obeyed them without question.
This was a process that was world-wide in the Thirties – Fascism – with its eastern counterparts in Japan and China. The American equivalent was more subtle – but longer-lasting. And it is still with us today.
It happened so gradually – during the 19th and 20th Centuries – that we never noticed it was going on. We never noticed that we had lost interest in ourselves. And had transferred our attention to our beloved things and possessions.
We developed a fear of being that was all-consuming. And which we had no defense against – because we were not aware of it – or much of anything else.
We had never thought of being (something any earthworm is completely familiar with) – and could not conceive of such a thing.
And, as a result – we ceased to exist.