drunken-hearted man

Should be "drunken-minded man" but who cares
the main thing is no-one can even think about selling their wares
covered in vomit, sprawled pubes-up in a gutter
(and I don’t mind what you mind about what I should or shouldn’t utter).

We all have our escapes, the question is from what?
Of course a drunken-hearted man cares not a jot
He's just some poor silly sod who's ripe for a fleecing
even in this age of zero tolerance policing.

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nobody wants to hear that story...

"I'll tell you a story," the wrinkled old man said, the aged and nut-brown guru at the top of the world, "of good triumphing over evil, and the redemptive power of love. Of greed and lust, and stealth and deception. Of betrayal, osmidrosis, prosopagnosia, and autophagy, set in ancient Fryckenvorst...

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nobody wants to hear that story...

Once upon a wonderful time, when the world was new and the sky was blue and the lambs frolicked in the meadows and the bears shat in the woods but carefully cleaned up after themselves, and people loved each other and never was heard a troublesome word...

Nah! Nobody wants to hear that story...

"I'll tell you a story," the wrinkled old man said, the aged and nut-brown guru at the top of the world, "of good triumphing over evil, and the redemptive power of love. Of greed and lust, and stealth and deception. Of betrayal, osmidrosis, prosopagnosia, and autophagy, set in ancient Fryckenvorst...

Nah! Nobody wants to hear that story...

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value-free or values-free

Can there be morality without God or gods? First, let's talk about absolute and relative values. I believe all values are relative, and absolute values do not exist. Take murder for instance. Most cultures today would condemn murdering children as "bad" or "wrong", but in many ancient cultures including the Carthaginian and Aztec cultures child sacrifice was regularly practised on a large scale. In the Aztec culture, thousands of children were ritually drowned to appease the god Tlaloc. There are many examples of how values differ from one culture to the next.

But that was then, and this is now. Things have changed, for the "better" (whatever that means), haven't they? Today, all right-thinking people agree on what is right and wrong, don't they? Well, actually, no. Female genital mutilation, for instance, is still practised widely in a number of modern cultures. Even today, there is nothing absolute about the value of protecting children from harm. And there are numerous other modern examples, and to those cultures I say, "you know who you are and what you do".

In a values-based morality, actions (and even thoughts) are said to be "bad" or "wrong" by reference to rules or standards imposed by an authority external to the individual (eg God, gods, the law, the priesthood, the army, mom and dad, the headmaster, social worker, etc). But often, the external authority has feet of clay and acts or speaks in a way that is inconsistent with values previously established by the selfsame authority. And often the values imposed or the protocols we live by are just plain dumb and have no practical application. Why do men wear neckties to work, for instance?

The New Testament for instance, records that Jesus lost his temper with a fig tree and withered it when it would not produce fruit on demand and out of season. Oh, but that was intended metaphorically, oh, I see, sorry, my mistake.

In fact, most people unthinkingly and blindly accept external authority as the dictator of morality and values. Others, however, are not willing to accept an external authority, but instead use the compass of purpose to guide behaviour.

To illustrate, if my purpose is to travel from Paris, France to Berlin, Germany along the shortest possible route, then for me to make that journey via Sydney, Australia would not be "wrong" or "bad", but rather, would not serve that particular purpose.

Another example: If I want to have a healthy respiratory system, then to smoke cigarettes would not serve my purpose. It would not be wrong or bad to smoke; it would be inadvisable given the stated purpose.

Another example: If I don't ever want to be punched in the face, then for me to punch someone in the face will not serve that particular purpose, because by punching someone in the face I am increasing the likelihood of that person retaliating in kind. From a purpose-driven perspective, therefore, it would not be "wrong" or "bad" for me to punch someone in the face; instead, it would be an action that would not serve my purpose.

So, in my view the answer is no: we don't need God, or gods, or any external authority to dictate morality. And I'll go further: I believe the results produced by purpose-driven, values-free living are indistinguishable from those produced when values are imposed or dictated by an external authority. And yes, I realise it's a bit like the "invisible hand" of market forces, but there's no time or space to get into that now.

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god shopping

It was Thursday 4 April, Children's Day in Taiwan, and therefore an appropriate day (mum thought, wrongly) to take little Jonnie shopping for zer first god.

As they entered the store, Godz-R-Us, with its row upon row of shelves piled high with glittering gods of all shapes, sizes and natures, Jonnie seemed anxious. "Oh don't be such a Nervous Nellie," said mum, "when I was your age, and grampa got sick and couldn't work any more, and we couldn't afford to buy new gods for me and uncle Harry and uncle Barry--and we all had to share a second-hand god that we borrowed from Ned Flanders who lived next door.

"This is a special day for you, sweetie, so relax and take your time and choose one you really really like. And then we can go home and have some lunch and you can worship your little goddie, get to know him a bit better..."

Up and down the aisles they walked, mum and little Jonnie, hand in hand, looking at all the lovely pretty little gods, and some not so pretty, and not so little, and some very very expensive. Jonnie just could not make up zer mind, they all looked so nice, well most of them, well some of them. Mum started getting a little impatient.

"What kind of god would you like, sweetie? Wrathful? Self-righteous? All Powerful? All Knowing?"

Jonnie didn't respond. "Or how about that one over there, Jehovah the Jealous? Or that one, Quetzalcoatl the Feathered Serpent, look at that cute little axe in his hand. Or that one, Tlaloc," she said, pointing to a goggle-eyed blue being with fangs. Still no reply from Jonnie. Zer lower lip quivered as if ze was about to cry.

"What's the matter, Jojo? Don't you like these scary old gods --- like that one, Baal, over there, or this one, Anubis?"

"They all look so angry Mum," said Jonnie, "can't a get a doggie instead?"

"Oh don't be such a silly sausage," said Mum. "That's the whole idea of gods. If they're not angry and fierce then you wouldn't do what they say now would you, and everyone would be bad."

"But mum, if I haveta have a god, why caint I have one that'll be nice, and won't boss me around, and'll be my best friend?"

"Because... Because... You jus' can't, and that's all there is to it," said Mum, and that was all there was to it.

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