Monday, December 01, 2003

Wealth, Fame, Power, Success & their root in Fear

Bah! Humbug!

Recently, members of the lofty League of Liberals have had to come to grips with certain humbugs...at the bidding (and bitching) of some hominid who goes by the moniker, Truth-Laid Bear. Here are some thoughts to keep in mind when dealing with those who are a little too worried about wealth, fame, power, and success. They are all fueled by fear...

Enjoy!

THE IMPORTANCE OF LIVING
by Lin Yutang (Chinese Nobel Prize Winner)

from "Passion, Wisdom and Courage"
"There is a wealth of humbug in this life, but the multitudinous little humbugs have been classified by Chinese Buddhists under two big humbugs: Wealth and Fame... From my own observation of life...the great humbugs of life are not two, but three: Fame, Wealth and Power. There is a convenient American word which again combines these three humbugs into the One Great Humbug: Success. But many wise men know that the desire for success, fame and wealth are euphemistic names for the fears of failure, poverty and obscurity, and that these fears dominate our lives."
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from "Good Taste in Knowledge" (same book)

An educated man, therefore, is one who has the right loves and hatreds. This we call taste, and with taste comes charm. Now to have taste or discernment requires a capacity for thinking things through to the bottom, an independence of judgement, and an unwillingness to be bulldozed by any form of humbug, social, political, literary, artistic or academic. There is no doubt that we are surrounded in our adult lives with a wealth of humbugs: fame humbugs, wealth humbugs, patriotic humbugs, political humbugs, religious humbugs, and humbug poets, humbug artists, and humbug dictators..."

Does this not describe the Republican Party in its current devolution?

Be fearless, wise Liberals! Without these humbugs weighing us down, we really can reach new vistas. I'm excited at the prospect.

Leave the egos to fight over their piece of the Egospheres and Egosystems. It is what the fearful do.
Con te partiro!

Carpe Millennium,
Anon