I love in Japan and have been calling a lot of the people here NPCs. Especially the ones who can't grasp new concepts or even think for themselves .
It's all part of the greater reality, that most will not grasp a lot of things.
There's an interesting logic too it. Such as: How much must one understand in order to be valuable to
someone?
Going about that logic, I think most of us would prefer meeting a man with down syndrome who was humble and deferential, to an alt-right or antifa belligerent screaming in simian rage about how their lives are so important.
Or, switching to what we see a lot in Japan/China.
Imagine that conniving office worker who will cheat any chance he gets, or an office worker who is sadly shut off from almost everything in the world but the blink of a smart phone/computer, or any number of fellows in Japan/China who become sad, dreary drones who trudge through the subway tunnels following a pattern established by the master planers.
And to think, does
somebody care about them? In a society that values looking good over all else?
They, the culture, care when that office worker causes trouble for the other drones, and about little else.
What are we in pursuit of anyway... what kind of people do we want to build up... what do we want their lives to be, what does it mean to be someone you want in our society, in your life, in your world... who is
someone.
I am afraid, but not for the reasons one might guess, that this means life is empty, far from it, I am afraid there is something that can fill even the discord of human hearts with hope. When I see what happens
, when there is a chance to see between the lines of human existence, that there
is something there that frightens, that we found out in some quarters of the world that the hive is the hive, and can wonder, who is the
someone who let the bees see, see that they are not just workers, nor soldiers, no leaders, and that they might care for who lives in the hive. But why? When? What changed us from only being drones?
Perhaps the mind of the ape saw too far beyond what nature intended, or the mind was shown by
something there is more to life than toil for the queen and king?
That the bee could see there might be something else he
always was, and
always can become again.
Someone just had to tell us, ourselves, or what may be outside of ourselves.
"What is man that you are mindful of him?"
@sweede (He likes this kind of stuff)