More or Less Than…

…And the lion shall eat straw like the ox. Until then, boys will stalk girls. Along the corridors, in the classrooms, on the streets. In their more or less cultivated minds. Pursuing them and groping their hands on what comes at hand. As unpleasant as it is, nature (fallen or not) surpasses societal norms. “Trying to curb natural instincts is like King Canute trying to stop the incoming tide.” Writes Chloe Thurlow in her latest blog about teen sex. Sad but true – the gathered facts.

The feminist movements, or other social militancy, the government, the teachers, the system can’t fix this. The Dalai Lama and the Pope himself have no power to fix this. It is unfixable as part of human’s dying, or fallen, nature. It is the paradigm from Idiocracy – I wonder why they don’t air this movie more often…

Synergy is the creation of a whole that is greater than the simple sum of its parts. But that should be an optimal observation. The whole is other than the sum of its parts. This simpler statement brings us closer to the social system. The grand impressive government systems (schemes) could be more or less than the sum of their parts.

“More” always relates to wishful thinking. And void promises. The greater the expectation, the darker the deception. Consider homeopathy, for instance. When Samuel Hahnemann created it, two hundred years ago, it sounded amazing. When the doctor spends an hour talking to you, about your mind and body, it works. All this because it is rather a matter of the mind than the body. Substance plays a ghostly part in homeopathy. Not the one that makes the whole become more than the disease. One needs synergy to fix an imbalance, to fill a hole or two.

Betting on the wrong horse means losing the little that you still have. Modern marketing homeopathy, the industrial homeopathic toothpaste (or brush?!), pharmacy bags with homeopathy ads in green and yellow and pink, all of these are like the Coca Cola Santa Claus next to Martin Luther decorating the first (decorated) Christmas tree. It does the sell but it leaves a void in the soul. In one word: Fraud!

Saving a girl from the modern boy demands for selfies (and sex) is mom’s responsibility. First and foremost. Great words, yes, I know. Doing your best (where ‘best’ equals brain torture) as a mother is never enough. Each of my three daughters gives me enough feedback so I can figure just about the tip of the iceberg. On a foggy day. Across the North Atlantic… And I’m the one actively keeping the channels open. They respond when they can, if they can, what they wish to tell me. I have to guess between, and beyond, their words. Which are scarce. And I must keep my concerns at bay or else they’ll perceive me as a Jurassic creature breaking in their private sphere.

Synergies don’t come easy. And never from the system. Sad but true.


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