growing up I learned that by gaining power you also used that power for good. having a great ability meant that the ability would be used in effort to better the lives of everyone even those without the great ability. comic book heroes that could lift cars off injured citizens, mental acuity to solve crimes, compassion for those that have injury by evils hoisted on them by merciless gods or horrible souls.
now we have a new, relatively untested, morality. one that says those of great power have the ability to serve themselves, to gorge themselves. insatiable appetites lined up at the trough with no regard to limited resources, with no regard to others in need. being a hero used to mean something great. now we are lucky if superman drops a few coins as he robs the bank. now we are lucky if he doesnt endanger everyone in the room when he is unpleased with his godly offerings. doctors no longer consider quality of life, only focus on pharmaceutical kickbacks and their busty ski-bunnies in Aspen. priests are no longer considering the good deeds in their neighborhoods but only serve other people's souls as offerings to their gods —if they arent too busy diddling little boys. in fact I cannot see one hierarchical segment of the global society that isnt infected by a core of selfishness.
the weak can no longer look to the strong for help. the weak now must rise up in anger and wicked retribution against those who choke us with their greed. I prescribe two flaming torches and a pitchfork; and call me in the morning.
