Guns, Germs, Steel And The Clash of Civilisations

My O my. After reading Jared Diamond's "Guns, germs and steel" which essentially is a brief history book about peopling and everything, I can hardly believe how uncannily it mirrors my thoughts and articulates my exact views all along.

Therefore my FANE and NWO theories stand substantiated by brilliant books like Jared's , Paul M Kennedy's and Samuel Hungtington's.

For instance, I now have conclusive proof from Mr Guru himself that when our tribal ancestors were bipedalling tall and naked while beating around the bushes, they were bound by kinship and very egalitarian. They were tied together, mashed in as it were by some umbilical cord of blood relations. Blood is thicker than water?

It was only when some bloke decided that he wanted to grow sedentary and fat that he built villages, observed how his latrine of a cess pit started sprouting food crops and tethered wild animals as pets or for food. Bingo! A state is born with agriculture as its bedrock.

Chiefdom, statehood and kleptocracy all went swaggering down the slippery road of advancement, not necessarily in that order. Don't forget the waging of war and the rise of military power.

Mr Guru also provided me with a rare and unusual insight, a glimpse as a foresight of what I have been thinking and saying in both my theories. When the Sumerians invented writing, it was more as a need for accounting purposes. It was to record what some farmers owe the state as a tribute or tax.

Tax Collector: Ah! Ah Lau! You owe the state two sheep, twenty cows and two dogs (furiously scribbling onto tablet with reed stylus)

Ah Lau: Orh. Make that a credit lo. I will pay you all dues as soon as the coveted prized semem of the American bulls make their way here next week and artificially inseminate my she-cows!

Hence paper currency and mint coins are just our own physical devices for exchange and trade. We could easily convert this into the old system of a "all-in-the-mind" imaginary book-keeping exercise. A product of our imagination such as color or cybergames.

It is an arbitrary convention we have created. Like the calendar or the metric system (counting in tens where other civilisations have done in twos or twelves). All arbitrariness can be replaced or chucked down the rubbish chute.

Man-made, artificial and if it imposes upon our lives, I say we smother it to death with our pillows, much as we would with Sleeping Beauty. Why else would that woman be sleeping if not for a drug overdose and to compound the dilemma, occupying precious space to fit her vegetating form ? Send her to the eternal flames of hell, I'll say.

Is it any wonder sometimes that our pre-historical genetic make-up beckons to us in many a circumstances? For example, you meet someone for the first time or even among the people you are lumped together with , be it in school, at play or at work, and you have this primordal urge to kill "him" ? Take it easy. This is only our true nature a-calling.

Giggling girls: Hee hee hee (100x). You never do homework ah? Orh. Die liao. Hee hee (50x)

Coupling girls:(with laptop displaying "Kiss me before my boyfriend comes back" screen - the impudence and sluttiness of it all) Where shall we plug our laptop? (moving around, exposing mid-riff and undies outline in her pants - GOD! Get out of my face!)

Imagine a red-faced, fists clenched and teeth gnashing me, just a few steps away from them, counting sheep in my head and blowing hot and cold air. I could have jumped up and down like what a child throwing tantrums would do and bellowed " "Shut the fuck up, bitches! This is a public space. If you want to giggle, pick another spot. Like your home. And make up your mind which socket you want to plug your three pins into (that means your triangular pubis of your breasts and your nethers - muahahaha). Stop shuffling around and disturbing the peace, quiet and tranquility of the reading ambience."

What in fact is transpiring here is that perhaps men were not so gregarious as we once thought we were. We are more "hunter" in instinct, solitary and territorial. You can then extrapolate that and see for yourselves the myriad world events of killings, murders and intra-inter civilisational strifes to conclude its inexorable truth.

Just the past few days, I was personally witness to a few of these incidents. People wrangling over public property, namely the daily newspaper. A man with a look of utter irritation at the flutter of pages or a paper-bag crumpling. A woman with an unpretended disgusted scorn at her old fuddy-duddy of a seat companion beside her. It was an internalised tribal and territorial volcano just waiting to erupt.

I don't think we are built to live together like this, cloistered in some claustrophobic square footage of a space, so densely packed it makes us smoke in our hot sweaty Calvin Klein undies.

Samuel Hungtington observes that our world is partitioned into potentially hot spots for trouble of the civilisational kind. He rightly states that the economy only brings people into contact, not agreement and thus profits do not preclude conflict.

Another thumbs up for my FANE and NWO theories. I know that the UN may not be the ideal platform to uphold international collusion on this , given its past inefficacy in enforcing abidement by resolution. However, this does not mean we should not try. After all, it is the power of ideas that propel history and motivate mankind.

Lord Acton : "Ideas locked in the breasts of solitary thinkers, waiting to be unleashed upon the world like conquerors to transform the world."

Or this other quote:

"A reasonable man adapts to changes around the world. An unreasonable man changes the world to adapt to him. It takes an unreasonable man therefore to change the world."

The New World Order should also include teaching man how to behave and relate to one another, civilly and cordially with all the right attitude.

Just think the Wright Brothers and Alexander Graham Bell . If not for these revolutionaries, we would never have flight or telecommunication.