More lies to truth

Bob lives in a nice city. Bob is moral in that he has never killed or stolen anything. Of course Bob also votes and flag waves when his nation’s armed forces go off to kill in his name, but bob’s sense of morality is limited to a 50 mile radius of his physical being; out of sight out of mind. Bob secretly thinks that any death is worth his comfort but he preaches compassion and love in social get-together’s. Bob is religious. Bob reads books frequently. In fact he can quote passages from various sources, and this, Bob takes as evidence of his intellectual fortitude. Of course Bob cannot come to any personal realization unless they are dictated to him from external sources. Bob inherits beliefs he does not earn them. Bob can quote and he frequently displays his knowledge by using large words and by mentioning famous people. Bob regurgitates ideas like a cow does fodder. Bob does not know the difference between knowledge and intelligence. Bob does not question his world. He does not challenge his perceptions and beliefs. Bob only displays skepticism at the corner grocery store where he is doubtful if this is the best price he can get. Bobs skepticism begins and ends in his wallet. Bob has ethics. When Bob wants to form an opinion he does not open his eyes to the world and to his experiences but he opens a book to another’s eyes and experiences. Bob adopts critical thoughts because he is not confident in his own mind. Bob is astute. Bob secretly knows his own quality of mind.
Bob is married and he has kids. He thinks his genes are so precious that they need to be preserved for future generations. Bobs genetic ‘quality’ will be propagated into eternity. Bob teaches his children to be just like Bob. They will become one of the many, parts to a greater whole and this is his most comforting ideal. Bob does not like to stand apart. He likes conforming and fitting in. Bob believes in altruism and compassion mainly because he wants assurances that they will be offered to him in his time of need. Bob is selfish but he believes that he is ‘good’. Bob has plenty. Bob is fat on the products of his work. His very definition of happiness entails plentiful resources. It is therefore impossible for Bob to ignore his instincts. He eats often, even if it will eventually kill him. Bob cannot keep his mouth closed. This is his evidence that he is successful and worthy of praise and imitation. A large frig is a good enough substitute for an empty head for Bob. Bob has a nice car and a large home. Bob believes the things he owns are examples of his value. Bob adorns his life with symbols and wears labels of praise to hide the hollow interior. Bob lives life in fear that people will discover his inner secret. Bob fears people like me.
Bob depends on equalitarianism. Bob believes just being born makes him worthy of respect and dignity. Bob mocks all those that are his superiors. He finds things to put them down with. Bob lives in delusion. Bob does not like being reminded of who and what he really is. He accuses all that do so of cynicism or reductionism. Sometimes he accuses them of over-generalizing. This because he wants assurances that others will respect him when uttering stupidities in public places. Bob supports Democracy. Bob reads the paper and is well-misinformed. Bob thinks being published automatically makes you a dependable source. Bob does not question the institutions of his society, of his culture, of his nation, of his religion. He fears being alone; he is unable to stand in solitude. Bob pretends like he cares. Bob therefore finds it hard to swallow when someone shows disdain towards him. Bob believes he deserves eternity. Bob thinks his existence is so important to the universe that it needs to be preserved forever. Bob believes in God. Bob is willing to allow others to kill on his behalf to save this part of his belief system.Bob likes to posture and pretend, especially to himself. But in the night in the deepest recesses of his being Bob senses intuitively his real self, his real worth, his real value and he grows desperate and ashamed. He hates all that remind him of this undisclosed truth. He despises all those that bring into his consciousness all the things he hides even from himself. Bob is a blind automaton destined to serve and die in complete subjugation and ignorance. Bob will live but never know life; he will exist but never be aware of existence. Bob will follow the rules, be respectful, politically-correct and compassionate; Bob is a hypocrite. Bob is necessary. How else would dirty deeds be made possible? How else would great men make their ideals reality? Bob is a nobody, but don’t tell Bob that. He’ll call you a cynic, a pessimist, a fascist or even an egotist. If you try to tell Bob what he is in a runabout way he will accuse you of generalizing to maintain his delusion and keep on pretending he is a ‘good’ man. Bob finds solace in numbers. It is his participation in majorities that he sees as his 'truth'.