The Lie itself

January, 2026

Maybe nothing portrays the complexity of that with which a sentient race contends in order to gain its sentient state than the lie itself, the lie that started it all.  It is a confounding subject to explore, much less explain, as I have tried for going on twenty years.  Even calling rutting coitus a lie is a simplification of a complex situation.  It is only a lie for a sentient race.

As I write, "The desperation to avoid the seeming truth, that is itself a lie, is palpable." in the post on The Grand Narrative, I realize just how twisted the situation really is.  It is a truth that grew into a lie for a sentient race that can change its circumstances.

Rutting coitus is an unavoidable truth for the animal.  They are witless and cannot conceive of changing the circumstances of coitus.  It is not a lie for an animal.  Coitus was made that way by Nature for animals because animals cannot think well enough to contend with the mechanics of making love.  Nature also provided for so much more than an animal can experience.  Nature provided everything necessary for a sentient race to make it a loving event.  We have just not gotten out of our own way.

In the case of a sentient race, rutting coitus becomes the lie.  Rutting coitus is the situation in which a sentient race emerges.  It is not acceptable for a sentient race that knows better.  We know better.

Rutting coitus was so ingrained, through millions of years of the witless animal's existence, before we ever existed, that we couldn't initially conceive of how to make it an act of love.  We did conceive of what it would mean to make it an act of love, though.  The conundrum regarding the two disparate notions led us to look for explanations.  

Crossing the threshold from the rutting coitus of the animal to the realization of Loving Coitus is the defining moment of sentience.

It has dogged our steps for at least three millennia.  Rutting coitus makes sense - for an animal.  Loving Coitus is the only way coitus makes coherent sense to a sentient race.

Rutting coitus is an act that haunts our sentience.  It is a lie to believe that it is acceptable for a sentient race.  We purge our sentience by believing rutting coitus is acceptable to a self-aware race.

Early prehumanity could conceive of an act of coitus that suited a sentient race, a loving act in which the ecstasy was shared by both, but could not conceive of how to do it.  They opted to avoid the the question altogether.  In the West, because it had been blatantly exposed by Sappho, if no one else, the idea had to be squelched.  The East, for whatever reason, was able to adopt Saving Face rather than ever confront the issue. (I still wonder if the East would have ever been able to confront the situation with such an approach; it really squelched all consideration thoroughly)

It is that squelching in all cultures that led to all of the trouble.  We knew what should be but could not face it at all.  So, it was rendered into a lie, enforced by the mantra "Don't even think about it.  It will drive you mad."  "It is madness to make coitus something pleasurable for a sentient race."

In order to make that happen, subtle nuances, insidious implications, were applied to make sure the young never got it into their heads to ever think about it.

I've already talked at length about how youth still rebels in the absence of anything substantial to rebel against.  The biggest idea that ever enters their heads is that something is not right.  They still rebel, even in the depths of their blindness.  It is our sentience rebelling against the forced forced blindness.  For the Flower Power Generation, it was finally voiced as "Free Love".  All the got was free sex.

At best, somewhere deep in the subconscious of a young man the following may rattle around "Coitus should be different, but my elders (that I'm taught to respect and obey (for no good reason)) weren't able to change anything, so who am I to think any different?"  It is the defeat of a sentient being.

"It's been this way forever, so who am I to think differently?"

That which rubs everyone raw over a lifetime is our sentient awareness.  It knows what should be.  Humanity is not built to accept the failure.

With the acceptance of the failure to fulfill the act of love in the most natural manner possible, we fail as a race to become sentient.

I've been thinking about the lie that started it all in conjunction with a few of the lesser lies and begin to gain a little more clarity.

TLTSIA, that sex can be no more than what it is, that the woman must service the man's ecstasy with nothing in return.  The lie is only a lie for Humans.  As long as it persists, it forces the prehuman into a state exactly the same as an animal.  It is an the utter truth for the animal.  It is a lie, due to three millennia of delusions and animal-like perception of a sentient existence for a race continuing to desperately avoid its sentient clarity.

After rewriting The Grand Narrative, I began thinking about TLTSIA and realized there is even more to say.

I was thinking about the mindset that develops in the man as the years go by.  It starts with absolute shock that the most essential expression of love is no more than a tawdry affair.  Then, it moves on to a struggle with how to contend with the awkward situation without the slightest ability to accept the situation.  That is the point that them man goes haywire.  

The concept that there is something wrong with one's own enactment of loving expression is nigh on impossible to accept.  It twists and twists - both genders.  

I can still think of my own attempts to grapple with the situation.  I could not accept that there was something wrong with me, so my thinking toyed with the idea that there must be something wrong with the woman.  That screwy thought was buried deeply, like the rest of the conundrum of coitus. 

Of course, in my unusual case, I just did my best to avoid the situation in the strangest way imaginable without ever looking for an alternative.  Funny thing is that I was helped along the way by women.  Let me tell you, that is a huge admission on my part that took me on the order of half a century to accept.

Every man struggles with the same impossible realization, that they are not succeeding at the most loving act of existence, unless by some extraordinary circumstances, he learns to succeed wholly.  That is rare to the point of a fraction of a percent.  

If they are not succeeding completely, then they have to find some other way to settle the score.  

Some pursue wealth or fame or power to attract women and cast them aside at the slightest hint that they are catching on, becoming bored, or finding another way to contend with the lack of their own ecstasy.  Some find alternative ways to fulfill the woman's ecstasy, finally accepting that there is nothing to be done.  Deep in the subconscious, I suspect that they sense what they are never willing to admit.  This makes them less than Human.  Some (most?) choose finding a woman that accepts the 

Transformation

 January 2026

Well, this remains true. I write a lot in winter.  This year, along with winter's impetus, the insights are becoming clearer and more solid.

The male gender's pervasive toxicity is caused by the attempt to hide from the truth, to hide behind a mask of disdain for love, the very essence of sentient life.  It makes them mean, in their irrationally reinforced stupour.

I have been trying to understand and explain why I am so certain that the male gender desires freedom from the trap of its animal cage, explain my certainty that, at some point, this will catch fire, I finally have it.

The toxicity of the male gender is the reason that it will turn on a dime, once the truth is revealed and accepted by enough young men to reach the tipping point that Malcolm Gladwell defined so well.  No one likes the toxicity, not even those participating in it.  Everyone is desirous of resolution.

Male toxicity is the uncomfortable angst of the male gender's hopeless position regarding its failure to love.  They recognize the love in the mirrored gender that embodies the unfulfilled potential for love.  That is the reason the male gender strikes out in blindness at that which it has yet to achieve.  It makes them mean.  It makes them deceitful.

The male gender's violent denial of any thoughts on the matter certainly makes it even worse.  In fact, the depth of the denial determines the depth of toxicity.  It is like a sliding scale.  Acceptance of the state, with whatever consequences, ameliorates the toxic effects to some extent.  Nothing less than complete success, though, will remove the dystopian aspects of our existence, because a truly sentient race has every capability required to succeed.  Anything less drives the race mad.

It is a door just waiting to be kicked open.

In some ways, one could say success of the male gender at becoming wholly Human and sentience is all about discipline.

As I look back over my time, the antics of the male gender always reminded me of an undisciplined child, or more appropriately a mad animal for many, depending on how indoctrinated they were to act like they were human by the fairer sex versus how much they rebelled against the humanity forced upon them.

Let's start with  a reason that we must learn to succeed at Loving Coitus that's been bothering me more and more, as I have heard essentially the same thing, once again.  

    This is, of course, besides the primary reason, which is that we can, as a sentient thinking race, succeed.

A woman once told me that any woman in her right mind would only accept a man that was willing to go down on her.   No big surprise.  Now, I would ask her a question similar to a question I once had to ask a man.  

I was querying the man about his views on sex early in my discovery of what was wrong with humanity.  He had told me that going down on a woman always satisfied her.  I asked him if it satisfied him?  There was no answer.  He deflected and adopted a troubled expression.

I would ask the woman if she wouldn't rather the man looking into her eyes as they both achieved ecstasy, rather than her crotch?

Altogether, it comes down to the man learning discipline rather than just finding some way that any lesser primate can accomplish, or denying the desire entirely.  

    The male gender, using its sentient facility to master its body, is not just another primate.  We know we should succeed.  We let it languish for at least two centuries since we have been in a position to succeed.  All because of the stupour.

The male gender has a most important task to accomplish that it has avoided for three millennia.  It needs to step up and transform itself into a thinking, disciplined sentient gender that can finally gain its self-respect, assure itself of its sentient worthiness, and free the female gender to express its sentience and love unfettered.

There isn't a man on Earth that would not at least like to feel that it is a viable choice to gaze into his lover's eyes as they each achieve ecstasy rather than being required to seek an alternative in order to fulfill their lover.

It is all about mindset.  The mindset accrued by failing to make coitus a successful loving act sits uncomfortably in the mind of the male gender.  It creates a distorted, uncomfortable mindset for all.

All of the toxic masculine traits can be traced back to the impossible task of overcoming the feeling of failure at the one act that every man considers would actually make him a man.

Human, sentient life is not as mindless as we have made it out to be.  We have choices like no animal ever had.  While we realize that, in its most embryonic form, we have never admitted to the forces at work to bend our mindsets into remaining in a stupour. 

We transform the whole of the race into a sentient mindset by learning to love.  It is up to men to do so.  Their shame, guilt, and fear of failure have no basis in reality, except in their unwillingness to explore the possibility of success openly so that all can participate in the success that is certain.  The self-respect, confidence, and the noble characteristics of a sentient race await their success.  The task is not simple to contemplate but it is  simple to succeed.  Only the stupour impedes our progress.

Defining Moment

January 2026

DEFINING MOMENT

The most incredible joy of Human existence is sharing the most incredible ecstasy of Human existence with another.  When it becomes the most common occurrence, the race becomes Human.

It is no different than learning to talk, walk on two legs, or ride a bike.  That is what as sentient race does.  It learns.  It doesn't hide.

Stupour

January, 2026

Stupour

This is not the point of the post but I thought it was worth mentioning.  

As I decided I should try to define the stupour in more detail, I decided to look up the word.  I am an avid user of the dictionary, so it was a surprise to find I had not looked up the definition before.  I found two mistakes with my use of the word stupour and, yet, the unexpected definition suits even better than I expected.

First of all, there is no 'u'.  I could stretch it and say it is the archaic spelling but even that seems inaccurate, though the spelling can be found on the web from unreliable sources.  Personally, I am much more offended to find the alternate words 'orientated' and 'preventative' defined by respected dictionaries than to find the absence of 'stupour' in the same dictionaries.  'Preventive' and 'orient' work just fine in all cases.

Secondly,  one definition of stupor is a state of being in which the person is totally debilitated, mind and body.  While that was not what I intended, it fits the description of the prehuman state, since our sentience has not found a way to master the body as is essential for the simple effort of Loving Coitus, unlike our animal predecessors that have not the wit to do so.  The alternative definition is a state of insensibility, senselessness, which is much more what I intended. 

I expect that the word stupour will suit the vocabulary for a sentient race to describe the state of the prehuman condition.  Dumbfounded also describes the state quite well.  Maybe 'clouded thinking' would suit even better, with less vituperative-laden connotations and add some very useful connotations that are very, very accurate or, maybe, all of the words should be used, including 'bewildered', 'witless', and 'mindless' to describe our unfulfilled sentient state.

On topic, I originally intended to put this in Short Takes but, it became too long and the length is necessary, as much as I always regret long posts.  There was just no way to keep it short.  The insights seem too important to advance clarity.  Also, I realized it should be posted right next to Clarity, since they are polar opposites.  

Stupour and clarity can be considered the two sides of the coin of life, describing non-sentient and sentient.  The stupour of the animal as opposed to the clarity that defines a sentient race.  

We remain in a stupour due to a single blindspot.  We remain dumbfounded by the fact that the act of coitus is incomplete in its animal rendition.  It clouds our thinking to the point of permitting nearly zero clarity.  

We attempted to completely ignore the ramifications of the animal rendition of coitus for close to three millennia against every urge of our sentient development of heightened awareness.  

This is true across the globe in every culture on Earth.  Just the details of how the stupour was enforced differ.  The range of delusions across the globe to justify the ignorance is startling.  (e.g. "Sex is only for making babies".  can you now sense the depth of forced delusion embedded in that statement?)  I still admire India's attempt to seek resolution above all.  At least, they can say, "hey!  we tried!"  three millennia ago.  Very admirable.

The denial of our sentient awareness all began to fall apart in earnest in the last century of the Second Millennium.  (i.e. about one hundred years ago)  The tide of our sentient awareness washed away all resistance.  (make love, not war, etc) We were only left with a new befuddlement.

Since that time, the male gender has continued to be unwilling to confront or attempt to address their lack as a gender that causes the stupour (the conditioning that has constantly reinforced stupour against all sanity made success nigh on impossible to even conceive, must less study in earnest, so the madness carries on).  

An outbreak of sexual alternatives, to an unprecedented degree in the continuing absence of Loving Coitus, was the result.  The whole human race began to become fully aware that Loving Coitus was absent and remained convinced there was nothing to be done but adamant that love was real.  Any form of expressing it was rightly considered better than none.

While some, at least, are aware of the fact that sex should provide ecstasy for both man and woman and they find a way to do so, none have conceived of the sentient reality of achieving Loving Coitus as the only acceptable form of coitus and the impact it will cause that will allow us to abandon the stupour.  

I could say that just admitting the fact was enough, except for the fact that a sentient race can certainly succeed at unassisted Loving Coitus.  Any man can master his body easily to succeed at the relatively simple effort of achieving Loving Coitus.   Hence, anything less is not Human.

Our story remains so twisted it is difficult to connect all of the madness in a rational order.  Such as, the angst of some caused by the blatant acceptance of alternative sexual orientations, as if it would end the world.  It highlights just how so many heterosexuals cannot accept the truth.  Or, the way in which the alternative sexual orientations are believed by many to resolve all problems.  Worse yet, those following alternative sexual orientations are just as adamant as heterosexuals to reject any consideration of Loving Coitus.  The mindsets of all only exacerbate the madness until Loving Coitus becomes apparent and obvious to all.  Only Loving Coitus relieves the pressure of a race that cannot face a sentient reality.  Then, if some still desire to pursue alternative sexual orientations, no one will care.  Why should they?  Why do they care so much today?  You should be able to answer that on your own by now.

We could mince words in our stupour until the end of time but, the fact is we are a thinking race that can master its body.  Hence, we can succeed.  Anything less than success leaves a state of inequality between the genders that exacerbates the prehuman condition and reverts the human mindset to that of an animal's stupour, filled with anger, misconceptions, and betrayal.

We are a sentient race that is forced by its heightened awareness to perceive the imbalance caused by the ignorant and selfish state of ecstasy by a single gender.  We continue to get closer to exposing the farce and, yet, we drag our feet.  That is clarity in the face of stupour.

Merging the act of creating life with the act of expressing love (i.e. creating love, "making love"), makes us Human.  It achieves the balance of genders that is required.  It achieves the enhanced state of existence of a race, so that can move forward with no impediments to its mindset.  It removes the stupour.

The most transformative aspect of this is what I refer to as the Fusion of the genders.  As the two genders begin to see eye-to-eye (d.e. intended), Fusion will occur.  I'll leave it to a wholly sentient, Human race to explain it better.

The exposure to the truth shakes a person to their core.  Still.  Three millennia later, we can't face the truth easily? 

Of course, I am familiar with the same reaction that has accompanied so many discoveries of the past, like the Earth is spinning rather than the sun revolving around the Earth and the amusingly shocking idea of evolution and the repulsion caused by the pretty picture that had previously existed, against all evidence.  So many insights have occurred that the stupour impeded for longer than necessary.  Most are still questioned by some, because the source of the stupour remains.

Loving Coitus is the core insight that removes the stupour entirely.  Its lack caused the stupour to remain, forcing an elegant, graceful, sentiently-endowed race to remain in a bungling state.  If I attempted to put the stupour's interpretation of the animal's rendition of coitus into words, it would be, "How could coitus not be perfect as it is??!?!"  You should know the answer by now.  One discrepancy, by the way, with the quoted statement.  Coitus, as it was for the animal, was perfect and necessary for an animal.  It is not suitable for a Human, sentient race whose awareness has evolved.

Of course, realization of its lack is upsetting to the stupour.  The realization will finally dislodge the stupour completely, entirely, decisively.  It is the last, most crucial bit of clarity required for us to attain the state of grace of our Humanity.

On the flip-side, the realization of the singularly crucial aspects of Loving Coitus were just as difficult for the primitive brain of the prehuman to conceive. 

There's even more to it, though.  It is the undeserved stupoured shame, guilt, fear, and ache of a race attempting to achieve its sentience.  The only shame and guilt that applies is remaining in the stupour.  It impeded in so many ways.  The race is split into a gender that is sentiently enabled and a gender that remains an animal that is driven mad and desirous of stupour by its inability to learn how to succeed at Loving Coitus, fulfilling the whole of the Human race.  

One gender sympathizes with the plight of the other gender and the other gender remains driven mad and ashamed of its seeming inability to overcome its animal tendency.  It takes advantage of the graceful sympathy of the gender that has always been prepared to love.

There's even more.  It is a race that has avoided its most difficult challenge as it embellished its stupour through the application of its sentient capabilities to hide from that which seemed unachievable for so long. (see Transformation)

As I was writing this, the difference between the Eastern and Western attempts at sentience became clearer.  The East is much more in tune with Desiderata.  This also exposes the problem with Desiderata.  If you accept the failure to attain Loving Coitus as unchangeable.  It is the same as the problem with the AA prayer that has always bothered me.  It states that one should accept the situations that one cannot be change, change the situations that one can, and beg for the wisdom to know the difference.  That is actually a disaster.  Read the prayer, again, and ponder what situation caused the prayer to come into being?  Accepting failure, without questioning the failure, gets us nowhere.  It is a matter of spinning one's wheels while stuck in a rut.  "Woe is me"  We are only (pre)Human.  How does one know if something is changeable or not?

The West fell much more into the trap of pushing the limits, if one portrays it as a trap at all.  It is surely how the male gender of the West has interpreted it, to our lasting regret.  

I become more and more convinced that the difference in East's and West's perspectives date back to the single event of Sappho in the West.  More than likely, something preceded that event.  Something about the culture, let this woman emerge.  Sappho was unwilling to remain silent on the imbalance.  

Her legacy carried on down through the ages in the West.  De Beauvoir was my other past favorite.  Altogether, the women that subtly, gently attempted to challenge the madness of the male gender in the West are countless.  Sappho's original challenge seems to be more in accord with the latest attempts to open prehumanity's eyes, though it is difficult to tell with so little written works of hers remaining.

As I was pondering the latest example of the stupour I encountered on a social site as the shock of reading what I had to say became evident, it had me thinking about my suggestion that we should have figured out what was wrong with humanity over one hundred years ago.  We could have avoided two World Wars and countless other vicious conflicts, as our awareness began to sense more fully and openly what was wrong.  If we could have turned the corner around the beginning of the last century of the previous millennium, we could have avoided a lot of pain.  

I finally realized, though, how awful the reaction would have been back then, before The Flower Power Generation.  Basically, the stupour seems to have had to confront the very real possibility of the race's demise to even begin to break free.

Which brings up the last pieces of why this challenge has eluded us for so very long.  I am not counting the difficulty of overcoming the lack of Loving Coitus, which could have been overcome at any time in the last two centuries, at least, without too much trouble.  No, as usual, what impeded us was the stupour, first and foremost.

One could say that the stupour of the animal carrying on through a sentient race was much more elemental than the lack of Loving Coitus.  It is the stupour that deluded us into rejecting that unassisted coitus can and must become a Human, loving event.  Loving Coitus suits Humanity.  It is entirely different from what suits a stupoured animal for reasons I have explained elsewhere.

Maybe the stupour in a prehuman can be best described as blindness, forced by the unwillingness of the mind to confront aspects of a sentient existence that sentient awareness makes apparent.  As I explain elsewhere, Identity Crisis.  It is reinforced throughout a lifetime. by the previous generation

In the particularly crucial case of the state of coitus, it breaks a human down into a prehuman state as one crosses the threshold of puberty. It gets reinforced over a lifetime with every failure.

The awful, destructive reaction of the gender that isn't quite sentient when confronted with its failure  builds a nearly unscalable wall of denial.

Clarity

January 2026

      Sentience, maybe all life, seeks clarity.  That is the only place that prehumanity went wrong.  We buried the lead. That which could make us wholly sentient was buried, never to be discussed or even pondered, for three millennia.  It left a hole in our sentient state and the Grand Narrative that sentience is all about.

Innocence

January 2026

Innocence is nothing more than nothing left to hide for a sentient race.

Innocence is ruined when the prehuman reaches puberty and discovers they are not wholly human (in the case of the male) or realize they are not living exclusively amidst humans (the female).  

    It is called 'maturing' and it's not even mentioned with tongue in cheek.  

We sense the heights (i.e. love & noble characteristics) to which we deserve to ascend as a sentient race and, yet, have scrabbled for three millennia to attain them, never even getting close.

The prehuman perspective is that innocence must be sacrificed to the world at large as one reaches puberty??!?  The old saws, "One must abandon their innocence as one matures" (maturity coincides with puberty) and "Nose to the grindstone" say it all.  Don't ever raise your head from the grindstone for fear of what you may eventually realize.  That is the end of innocence.  Never is the tie between puberty and loss of innocence mentioned.  The secret that is no secret remains in hiding.

Once Humanity gains its loving nature, that is its right as a sentiently aware race, everyone will maintain their innocence under almost any set of circumstances or duress.  A loving, innocent nature is almost impossible to overturn for a wholly sentient being amidst a wholly sentient race because self-respect is not compromised.  Self-respect will not allow innocence, the essence of being Human, to be overturned.  Maybe two other terms are a better, more informative, more accurate description of innocence.  Honesty and clarity.  Only the loss of the initiating component of love destabilizes innocence.

        I think this gets close to why this is all so hard to accept for the prehuman.  They are convinced that dishonesty and delusions are an unalterable part of life. 

It will start as armoured, or guarded, innocence during the transformation and become fulfilled innocence for the race as the last remnants of the prehuman fade away. 

Unchallenged innocence will be a tremendous change that I will leave for a wholly sane, sentient Human race to detail in retrospect.

Maybe innocence should be classified along with clarity and self-respect as the defining characteristics of a fulfilled sentient race.

I begin to detect just how momentous the change we will experience is.  It will be massive.  Fusion.

Perspectives

    After all of this, I realize what a mess I made of it.  I can't really blame myself.  The deceptions that prehumanity has adopted are staggering.  That it took me fifteen years to unravel three millennia of nonsense, make sense of it, and explain it in a relatively coherent manner is not surprising.
First, I had to start reviewing all of the usual suspects like money, corporations, religions, cultures, laws, edicts, etc to clear the decks of the usual excuses for our mad behaviour.  It took a while to rule them out as the root cause of our issues.  It became clear they are not the source of what is wrong with humanity.  They are only the results.
    Maybe the most concise way to look at it all is to consider laws.  Laws (as is also true with religions, cultural peer pressure, etc) are meant to train the animal to act like a Human.  That is only training Pavlov's Dog.  You can beat the shit out of a dog to train it not to do something - unless it snaps.  It does not make us Human, though it was probably a critical step towards gaining our Humanity.  In other words, we began to seek sense, especially as the conflict between an animal's perspective and a Human perspective began to arise.  It's just that we have not quite gotten there yet.  Instead, we remain blinded because of TLTSIA.
  In every instance, the perceived, superficial problems, the surface issues, of prehumanity that we attack daily add up to nothing.  We attack the results of the madness, not the source of the madness.  It only limits the madness until some sudden outburst when the howling animal snaps.  

    Prehumans derail the situation, not the corporations, religions, government, or cultures that are built.  The primary source of problems is prehumans.  The reason they remain prehuman is TLTSIA.  Not genetics.  The inertia of our past is based in TLTSIA.
Studying cultures and peer pressure were very revealing, as were religions and the way other organizations operate as prehuman herds.  I finally perceived something that led somewhere.  All of the superficial solutions (peer pressure, laws, religions) attempt to force an individual to act "good", in some vague definition that is supposed to represent Human behaviour.  This is the training of Pavlov's Dog.

        Organizations, including religions, governments, and laws, each has its own agenda and it has little to do with being "good".  Mostly, it amounts to remaining in power, which is one of the many substitutes for the sharing of ecstasy that never fill the void left by its absence. Our self-respect becomes compromised beyond repair for the reason that has dominated everything I have detailed for fifteen years, so, instead, we attempt to force the prehuman to act "good", instead.  That could never work.  That cannot free the Human from the chains of the animal.  

    It is not yet inherent.  Worse yet, it creates a facade, a lie that everyone has learned to accept while wallowing in the animal's stupour.

    Our internal outlook, our internal moral compass, has been incompatible with the face we show the world since TLTSIA first began to emerge.   (see Keeping Up Appearances)
Once self-respect is compromised, once the internal goals are corrupted away from the internal desire to respect oneself, the peer pressure, laws, moral haranguing to be good cannot compete.  The peer pressure within an organization towards greed wins out often enough, as the self-respect is slowly whittled way.  Most keep their heads down and attempt to keep so semblance of their tattered self-respect in tact.
Over the very long term, if one looks at the real history of humanity, the history that counts, it becomes clear that we are slowly convincing ourselves that we are no better than animals.  As we wash up on the shore of the male gender's failure without the slightest attempt to succeed wholly, as the failure becomes appallingly apparent, we have been reverting, more and more, to the animal.  As those that fail miserably rally others  to their madness, we accept more and more that we are only a beast.  The prime premise behind all theories of economics is everyone should be out for themselves.  The term is egocentrism or "It's all about me."  The prime goal of most laws is to train Pavlov's Dog to be "good" and never admit that the worst of the worst are leading the charge at the top of society.  Whip the lowlies if they are "bad", though their transgressions are minor.  The worst of the "bad" people are at the top of societies and seldom are accountable to laws.  Laws are as bad as religions for redirecting prehumanity to give up or turn ruthless in order to become successful at a substitute for providing ecstasy, such as greed, power, self-delusion beyond imagination.  External force could never resolve our problem.  It has to come from within the individual Human for the whole of a sane society.  Removing TLTSIA is the only way.
    We conclude, because of all of these factors whose tendrils stretch all the way back to the rutting animal, that there is no inherent, internal desire to be Human as a race (in the definition of Human that leads to the conclusion "Omigoodness!  We are Human!" rather than the prehuman definition of "We are only Human" in order to excuse beastly behaviour which confirms the animal's claws in our back).  Essentially, we have always been attempting to force a situation that would be natural for a Human being that knows how to love and seeks clarity in all things.  Once TLTSIA has been dismissed as the nonsense it is by fulfilling Loving Coitus, we can be Human. 
        Once I got past those studies and realized what was really going on, I could begin to seek out what was really wrong.  I could not have done it without rhoetry.  It has always been a matter of clarity for Humanity, clearing away the weeds in which the animal hides.
It is not about "good" and "bad", whose meanings vary wildly among prehumans and only have meaning for prehumans in the context of their missing Humanity.  In other words, yes a meteor crashing on your head is bad.  Humans will never consider each other bad, unless they are genetically compromised (which I question, at least, to some extent). 
    It is about maintaining one's self-respect.  This would be easy to do if men didn't begin to lose their self-respect as soon as they reach puberty and continues to crumble over a lifetime.  Self-respect is, actually, quite resilient if not confronted by something so central to our existence as TLTSIA and the gaping hole it causes in the Great Narrative of Humanity.
    Essentially, it is all about retaining Humanity's self-respect and it begins with men retaining theirs.  Self-respect is not easily compromised.  But, the absence of Loving Coitus has been inexorable in its ability to destroy self-respect, overwhelming resistance based on three millennia of inertia and TLTSIA.
Next for me to study, of course, came the demarcation between the genders, but I've talked enough about that elsewhere.  Misogyny and all of it refuse and the slow expansion of the madness into every other aspect of our existence in order to cut off any sentient thought on the matter, thus cutting off all sentient thought on any matter.
    The realization that Loving Coitus has remained absent and the awful effect of arriving at puberty under such conditions, the lifelong grind of accepting TLTSIA has continued to grind our Humanity to dust.  The reality of it all and the fact that no one had dared to mention the elephant in the room hit me around 2010. 
    The deceits, delusions, rationalizations, and paradigms of nonsense that have developed in the absence of Loving Coitus and the madness incurred by a sentient race that cannot find its way through to Loving Coitus are reinforced with each generation that reaches puberty and begins to make their excuses for failure and maintaining the coverup, accepting the baton of madness from the previous generation as adults reach physical maturity but never mental, conscious maturity.
Do you begin to see how complicated the journey has been?  Do you see why I become so impatient and furious, why I fumble the words so often?
    Inertia plays a big part in all of our past.  Past generations make their damaging marks which are adopted by the next generation (because virtually no one can think for themselves (the herd effect) and everyone begins running scared once they reach puberty to find it not at all as expected), once they have accepted the premise of failure after puberty. 
    Each generation, in its youth, attempts to break out of the maelstrom that continues to drag us down by rebelling as the race's noble goals continue to drown.  They have always achieved little or no success because we have always avoided one subject, Loving Coitus.  Because we have avoided it, we have not put our mental prowess to work to resolve the issue.  I did.  I resolved it.  See Explanations on ASP.
    We've chipped away at it in the most bizarre manner all along but never confronted the real problem.  Men have just made stuff up in its absence.  "Look over here.  Not over there!"  in order to distract, with all of the destructive consequences.  All because we couldn't get past the fact that the animal's enactment of coitus does not suit a Human race.  We know better and, yet, can't ever admit it.  The secret that is no secret to a sentient mind drives us mad.  The secret (TLTSIA) that, essentially, we are only hiding from ourselves.
       I can give a perfect instance of the trouble I encountered that took fifteen years to clear up due to our massive obstructions to clarity, starting with the secret that is no secret. 
    My elocution of Loving Coitus and its impact is that example.  I first could only describe it in its absence's negative effects.  I began by describing it as what was missing and, vaguely, how it had wrecked our existence.  I, of course, was nowhere near the term Loving Coitus yet or the realization of our desire for clarity or our ability to overcome that which we have been convinced was impossible to overcome (other than a pill which does not resolve anything).  All I had was vague hints accrued over a lifetime of never accepting the mad, cruel, ruthless way in which we proceed.  The madness never rang true for me. 
    I could only describe it in terms of the awful lack.  I described it by its awful effect on men (which, also, was negative).   This makes sense since I knew what was missing but not what it portended, except in the vaguest terms.  I knew it crippled the male gender but only in the vaguest terms of what was wrong, not what remained absent.  The only hint I ever had in that direction was the best of women, which, unless blunted by the male gender, stand out like a beacon.  Even some that engage the male gender do so.  That is utterly amazing! 
    Besides, negatives are the prehuman way.  Just look at what stirs folks.  Look at the posts and sites that are driving a large portion of the race to embrace madness today.  It is all around you in bold, capitalized type nowadays.  Ludicrously, it is what drives prehumanity and drives it insane.  The prehuman loves to froth at the mouth.
A sentient race,  by definition, seeks clarity.  Deceiving itself is a disaster.  It  causes confusion and despair.  Any attempt at clarity is shattered.  The secret that is no secret is just so.
I spent a great deal of time and rage on men.  I spent a lifetime becoming so, due to the awful attitudes of so many men.  Oh, no, I won't leave women out this time.  I watched the same awful attitude spill over into some women.  What is truly remarkable is how little it affects women but, yes, of course, it can even affect women.  They can drown in the same filth that men created.  Some, that are influenced by dominating mad men, learn to hate with the best of them.
        What has made it so confusing and difficult to isolate and ascertain is that this has been going on for three millennia.  We have riddled our existence with nonsense for as long as we attempted to put two words together.
No matter the case, whether men become full-on conmen, scamming everyone they meet, or pompous witless asses, or become completely humbled and/or defeated by life, there is something wrong with them.  Something is virtually always missing.  It is their self-respect, which cannot recover from the realization that they cannot love as Nature and our sentience have made crystal clear was possible for a sentient race.  All that do not succeed are compromised by TLTSIA. 
    Nature provided all of the tools necessary to do so but, because of inertia, we have continued to look the other way.  Self-respect wears away for a man over a lifetime as they never come to terms with the full realization of what is wrong.  Few get beyond, "is it just me?", amidst a growing wall of confusion.   The confusion, the uncertainty, grows over a lifetime. 
    Of course, the quirks of the individual run the gamut, as should be expected, making it all the more difficult to perceive through the fog.  The wide spectrum of quirks hides the missing element, the source of insanity, behind millennia of coverup.  That only adds to the confusion and complexity of the puzzle.  No man remains unscathed, no matter their success or failure in other areas, there is something less about men.  There lies the problem.  The compensations adopted, in the absence of a perceived resolution, devastates the male gender and makes it impossible for the male gender to move forward in a sane manner.  Just admitting the failure would be a huge relief.  The obscurity forced upon the real problem blinds the whole of the human race as to what is real.
I painted it poorly though.  Still? 
    I harped on Loving Coitus because it is essential.  It is not that every human needs to experience Loving Coitus.  It is not that every man has to prove himself by being successful at Loving Coitus.  It is that every man needs to know in his bones that he can succeed at Loving Coitus, if the Human situation and desire present themselves.  There should never be any question in any man's mind when it comes to coitus.  The question is now in every man's mind, buried deep away from the light of day.
    Loving Coitus will release the male gender from its burden, thus making the relationships between men and women copacetic, equal and equitable.  I call it Fusion.  That may not sound like a big deal to you but it will transform human existence into something Human.
    It is beyond bold to say that Loving Coitus can exist after three millennia of prehumanity stumbling around but, keep in mind, we never really faced the problem.  No one has ever wanted to talk about it, much less confront it.  You can see it in the stumbling and careful wording of any text on the subject (including my earlier works).  It is an incredibly difficult circumstance for any man to confront in the face of his own failure and the inertia of the animal to never admit there is anything worng.  The tendency is to try to justify the way it is because there appears to be no possibility of success at transforming coitus into a loving event.  Three millennia of failure seems to be conclusive.  It is not.
     First, we need to admit and accept that something is missing.  That alone will make a huge difference.
Men have been in hiding since the first day that they realized that coitus was not all it could be/should be and that it was up to men to change it.  They become desperate as it sinks in over a lifetime.  We call it midlife crisis in the west with the most awful results for all of humanity.  They have remained at a loss as to what to do about it for three millennia.  The distortions that has caused are virtually endless.
        Women have rationalized, also, of course.  They took on the necessity of bearing the burden of men's discomfort and dissatisfaction.  That was turned it into a religious belief that they must always bear the burden.  Excuse me for excusing women but, if they had not borne our burden as only a Human could, we would be in much worse shape.
       Is our current route through existence sustainable?  No.  Does it lead to disaster after disaster?  Yes.
Do I have all of the answers?  No.  Have I, at least, pointed the way to how the human race takes its final step into accepting the desire for clarity and rids itself of the most awful delusions, deceptions, and destructive tendencies?  Yes.
    I do believe that Fusion is something special.  I'll leave it at that.

Acting like a prehuman

    I am beginning to realize characteristics that define the prehuman.  Maybe the most important is a shallow view of existence.  It is very similar to how an animal must think.

    A life of rote is another, even though, on occasion, it is masked with gesticulation and bombast.  As I mention elsewhere, it seems that we can't live without rote but a life of rote is something else.

    I see the same trends in the growth of dimwitted technology and I don't mean technology that is built with a dim wit.  I mean technology in which the dim wit is built in.  As high a regard as I have for google's intent, it started the ball rolling by realizing the profit potential of tracking people.  AI is another.  

    These types of technologies really think they are comprehending the details of humanity when, just like prehumanity itself, it is only comprehending the surface issues.  Worse yet, it reinforces them, because there is profit in encouraging them.  That may define prehuman best.

    Another bugaboo I have with prehumanity is the way in which it has raised science to the level of religion.  Believe!  Believe!  Even when the results are cracked.  If they are based on anything referred to as the scientific method, one must believe.  I can't count the times that science has been sold just like religion.  The only difference is that you can't undermine religion with rational thought.  Religion is not a rational thought.  Period.

I am really beginning to think that this is one of my best explanations of the state of prehumanity, even with the diatribe above, which I hope does not detract.