The heaviest load we humans carry through life is, I believe, a product of good old Platonism. The ‘pure’ state that Plato envisioned was pure fantasy yet societies have been trying to judge themselves by its impossible standards ever since Unfortunately, this super generalization was sold to the Church by Plotinus , and ever since we humans have been considered wanting and badly in need of saving. Routine biological necessities became ‘disgusting’ since we were now thought to be designed in the image of a ”pure” deity that fitted this absurd state of perfectness and we simply didn’t measure up to its standards and efforts to ‘sanctify’ us became the responsibility of the church.
We have been trained to be ashamed of ourselves and non more so than woman.
Our attitude towards both women and gays, our induced disgust for our own bodies is all due to comparing ourselves with an impossible standard and the church reminds us that by this standard we far from perfect and need further “perfecting” by some kind of a tutor . This is all due to comparing ourselves with Plato’s concept of a ‘pure’ state—a state that would not be so worrisome, nor as challenging as is real life—a lazy way of dealing with the complex challenges of the real world—an over simplification
Of course there is no such a state but think about how easy it was to avoid all the complexities of life in general by having one and only one criteria to evaluate all kinds of things by.
But of course the fact is we are mammals and have no choice but to do what all mammals do. No way out so we must have decided at some point to just pretend we do not do those ‘disgusting’ things and thus this humorous/tragic fiasco grew like Pinocchio’s nose. Look at us:
A few days ago an aroused public was shocked because a little boy urinated in a waste basket held up by his mother. Imagine doing what nature directs you to do in public just because you have a limited bladder!
Americans were understandably shocked when the Twin towers were destroyed but almost just as badly shocked when a woman bared one nipple—just one and presumably a perfectly good nipple—at a Super B owl game .Just think, if you will,, of millions and millions of supposedly normal men being shocked and awed by this spectacle. Indeed, how disgusting, a part of a woman’s body ,yuck.
And remember the Heaven’s Gate crowd of males? They were sitting it out waiting for a rocket ship to take then off to heaven. Then their leader noted that some were not being all that pure and realized that they can never be really pure if they do these sordid things despite their earnest efforts, so easy out—drop the bodies, poison I think, the spaceship could wait.
And we spend billions of dollars keeping ourselves from smelling like who we actually are—anything to deny we are mammals just like the rest—this even though we now know we are subject to the effect of phonemes
(we won’t even think how much food that would buy for the starving—hell they don’t smell that great anyway.).
We could also go into mouthwashes and the like but you get the grist, dear friends.
Again. look at us.
Cheers, Andy Mulcahy