“Then the master told his servant, ‘Go out to the roads and country lanes and compel them to come in, so that my house will be full.’”
Got another set of those annoying “invitations” in my email junk box, from people wanting me to join their FacelessBook web services, most driven, of course by the world-wide plague of increasing consumption through advertising or, worse, the insane addiction to popularity contests.
Why do so many human beings want to bag one another like trophies?
How did this social disease become so contagious? “What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul?” (same book as first quote)
Imagine the World Health Organization declaring “Bagging’s Disease” one of the most dangerous communicable diseases of modern times, contributing to depersonalization, addictive behavior, as well as ever escalating patterns of consumption and sectarian violence.
Imperialism is said to have had its day, although Russia, China, and militant Middle East religions are doing their best to revive it in its crude military form. However, conquering as many as possible, mind, body and soul, is not only not dead, it is taking ever more massifying forms, until you are no longer anyone until you have become linked in to one chain or another.
Every promise imaginable is made to get you to become part of a pyramid scheme, from entrance to the Vatican to having the most envied set of silicon paraphernalia protruding from you laptop or your own chest, “24/7.”
The vicious cycle of bagging fellow human beings is not that difficult to understand: once I have been conditioned to be one of the bagged, once I am no longer anybody unless I have twittered and face-booked my identity to the numbers game, then I will have nothing left but to try to overcome this emptiness by feeding it with more and more popularity indicators. Unable to communicate with others what we as persons are doing together, we join the party of who-knows-whom and who-has-done-whom. Let’s get into the thick of it, drunk on brawls, so we no longer have to feel the urge to become ourselves.
Of course, many of us know that this is going on. But as with most addictions, it’s easy to recognize the silliness-unto-death that we have habituated ourselves to, it is quite another to extract ourselves from being a link in an endless web of chains that free us from ourselves.
How many have you bagged today?