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I completely agree. It's embarrassing to see how superficial our 'compassion' is. It always reminds me of Baudelaire's chilling poem, "To The Reader", where he so uncomfortably spells out ennui as the worst of all monsters. The last 3 verses; >But among the jackals, the panthers, the bitch hounds,
>The apes, the scorpions, the vultures, the serpents,
>The yelping, howling, growling, crawling monsters,
>In the filthy menagerie of our vices,
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>There is one more ugly, more wicked, more filthy!
>Although he makes neither great gestures nor great cries,
>He would willingly make of the earth a shambles
>And, in a yawn, swallow the world;
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>He is Ennui! — His eye watery as though with tears,
>He dreams of scaffolds as he smokes his hookah pipe.
>You know him reader, that refined monster,
>— Hypocritish reader, — my fellow, — my brother!
(Of course not to advocate Trump, blah, blah, blah) |