Survival of the fittest.


we’ve been talking a lot about evolution in school these past couple of days. Discussions about morals, ethics, science, religion, the meaning of life etc. The (vast) majority of my class are strict believers in evolution. They praise Darwin and take every opportunity they get to point out that we are nothing but animals. Superior to all other animals, but animals none the less. I myself take a different approach to all of this. I consider myself a religious person, in my definition of the word, but I guess most people would call it spiritual if I just explained the practicalities of my faith. I’m catholic, but I don’t take the Bible in a literal sense as the conventional christian would. I choose to focus on the messages the stories in the Bible, and not necessarily the actual content. So I believe that the creatures that’s on earth right now have evolved from species that existed a long time ago. Evolution, I guess. But I still have my doubts, not just about the theory itself, but what it would mean.

One of my thoughts regarding this is a short one. We were discussing the human being’s selfishness in class, and people kept mentioning that it’s in our nature and that it’s been like since the beginning of time. Animals have to fight for survival, and therefore, they prioritize themselves. That got me wondering. Animals are selfish because they have to, and we did too, once, but our society have changed – so, why shouldn’t our instincts as well? I mean, we’re pretty much reliant on each other now, so why should we automatically want to have everything for ourselves? Isn’t that the whole point of the evolution, to adapt to the current situation. Our lifestyles have changed so much, in my opinion, it would just be reasonable if our essence as human beings would too.

Another thought I had was about the future of the human population. The whole survival of the fittest ordeal is about the best adapted individuals to survive, right? In our society, that would probably be about intellect. The smart people out there should survive, and make a better world, while the people with lower IQ’s would just fall by the waste side. Of course, this isn’t the case according to the standards today. But in a way, they kind of are. The smart people compete with the not so smart ones, because that’s what all people do, and in most cases, the smart ones win. The people without education have to struggle to find end’s meat while the doctors and lawyers of the world live in financially stable homes. This also gives the smart people a bigger advantage when it comes to producing off-spring. It’s easier for them to raise a “good” kid, that’s healthy and gets a proper education, who can continue to mate and help the human race live on, than it would for someone who can barely afford to pay rent. After I thought about this, I thought that it can’t be like this, because the people with lower IQ’s wouldn’t be eliminated. But then I thought some more. I consider myself a pretty smart person, and I know for a fact, that I’m a thousand times more attracted to someone if he’s intelligent as well. I’ve always thought that it’s because I like to conversate with someone who’s on the same wave-length as me, or even higher, that I like the challenge. But now that I think about it, it could just be my “make” that makes me feel attracted to a smart person so that we could produce off-spring that would have a bigger chance to survive in this world than a “stupid” person. Then I thought further, my friends that struggle in school all have boyfriends that struggle in school as well, one of them has said that she doesn’t click with smart boys, and prefers the simplicity of a “dumb” boy. That kind of scares me. What if that is the way it’s going to be? All the intelligent people pair up and the less intelligent people pair up, and eventually the latter doesn’t “happen” very often. Then we’ll have this super society with a bunch of intellectuals. It sounds good, but I think we really need the diversity. Sometimes, the people who don’t fill the criteria for the conventional definition of being intellectual know better than those who do. It’s when you have a mix that things work out best.

Love & subways

Life is like a super-mega-über-deluxe version of Chronon

So, I was thinking about everything and nothing, same ol’ same ol’, the other day and I came up with a theory…about life. DUN DUN DUUUN. Anyways, I think that life is like a humongous game. Now, don’t start rolling your eyes at me yet, I don’t mean any game. I mean like one of those games where you have to do a shitload of things in a certain order and if you do everything just right, something awesome will happen. Have you ever played a game called Chronon? You’re supposed to click certain things in a certain order at different time sets in, like, a…creature’s house and at the end, turns out it’s his birthday. If you’ve done everything right, he gets a cake. Funny creature. Anyways, it’s really complicated, and I mean really complicated. I think that every person’s life is like a Chronon and all of our Chronons intertwine to form the Ultimate Chronon or something. The cake is us, at the end of our lives, actually having lived to our full potential and being satisfied with how we’ve turned out. And in the game, even if you don’t succeed in making the cake, you can still have done pretty good, I mean the creature cries or something but whatever, but you can also fail miserably. That’s exactly how it is in real life, most of us do okay and many just go down the drain. Hardly anyone manages to make the cake and hey, let’s be real here, hardly anyone will probably reach “nirvana” or whatever. That’s the kinda sad part though, I couldn’t win the game no matter how hard I tried and even though I got pretty far, I just couldn’t let go of the fact that there was something better that could be achieved. So I cheated. I googled it and found a step-by-step run-through of how to win the game. How did you think it felt when I saw that creature smiling? It didn’t feel good at all, knowing that I just phonied my way through with the help of someone who actually did it all by him- or herself. That’s the way it is with life too, we’re greedy and always want the best, which can be good, but then we get so desperate we start faking ourselves through it. Then, when we reach the top, we realize it’s stolen. We don’t feel satisfied at all, instead we feel empty. I mean, who knows? I might have been able to make that goddamn cake after that 323494 try. Now I’ll never know.

You can play Chronon here. I’m warning you though, it’s a real brain tickler and will probably take you a while. Very challenging. Ofc, some people love a good challenge, like yours truly.

Tune of the day, simply because it sounds like it belongs in a game, which is never wrong:

The Postal Service – Brand New Colony

Love & Grapes