Wherein I channel Orwell's harsh pessimistic realism

There are always stepping stones in life.

Our jobs as power mad members of the human race is to pound over those stones, crush them into a fine powder so that we need not have to worry about gaining the attributes necessary to once again climb the same stone. Life has a tendency of placing the same obstacles in a person’s way. It probably has something to do with people living their lives in patterns which are familiar to them.

So out of necessity we are destroyers at our most efficient. Our thirst for greater heights compels us to shape and change the world around us to accommodate our preferences. We need not destroy of course, we can build. However, building is just the destruction and manipulation of other objects so as to efficiently circumvent an obstacle. However, getting rid of the obstacle all together works much better. We are engines of destruction.

We are chained to polite society. This forces a compromise between our instincts and the instincts of others. So we can not always go around grinding our opposition into dust, as that opposition might benefit the aid of another whose continued well being will benefit you. Crazy as it is, everything ends up being cyclical somehow. Of course we can’t break the chains keeping us held to society. If we did that, we would lose almost all semblance of a comfortable life. No, we must play the game and find ways to make the bonds looser.

This all means that we are always in a state were we deny ourselves. Compromise is part self denial. There’s nothing noble about getting half of what you want so someone else can benefit. It’s survival. In an ideal world we would be able to get absolutely everything we wanted with zero negative repercussions. Gluttony is only a sin because it doesn’t serve the unity of man. Gluttony should be a way of life.

Society is a stepping stone. However, it’s not a stone that can be destroyed. It’s a stone we can sit on, perched, enjoying a nice view. It’s a stone we can build a ladder up to, then stairs, maybe an escalator. The problem with society is that its benefits far outweigh its negatives. The negative aspects of society can become too much for many to deal with. Instead of thriving, they succumb to pressures and cease benefiting anyone. Except maybe those people who take their spots in life. Society is the master. It’s a collective conscious with no real head and no real destination. It seeks only to sustain itself.

Society will destroy so as to make it stronger. It’s almost super human.