The Morbid Curiosity Of The Dead

 
Have they finally worked their magic, finally conditioned, been able to condition, the bulk of the world’s population into giving up, to surrendering, to letting go of one of the major instincts of animal or human life; their inbuilt and insatiable curiosity?

What has become of it? Has it been removed from humanity?

The alarms we hear, the alarms we see, no longer draw the attention of people. No longer do the crowds gather to help out the misfortunate, the struggling, those that send out a plea for help. Have people become so detached from reality that they no longer want to know, they are no longer curious, as to what might be, or what is really going on?

How many people would step by, step passed, step over a dying person in the street? How many would walk around the injured, the infirm, the crying child?

Is this what they have done to us, somehow managed to persuade us, through suggestive propagation, to give up our humanity?

Has the brutal, the sex, the violence, the abuse, so clearly now depicted in television, in the films, in the movies, that people have become numb to the realities and the dangers of complacency?
Can this be real? Have we really come this far? Have they brainwashed us into a society of mainly heartless people?

Or is it that the weight and the pressure of this incessant bombardment, has literally worn people down to their ‘wits end’?

Listen to the streets, hear their silences; listen to the people, no longer mixing; hear the emptiness in all that noise.

If we no longer have curiosity, as part of our human makeup, part of our reactionary instinct, what else have they managed to remove without many of us noticing?

What has been taken away? How vulnerable does or could that leave us?