Steve Sailer is locked in a Starbucks bathroom

I admire his bravery and appreciate his friendship but his writing is just another distraction

Steve Sailer writes:

And concludes:

Should I write a book that’s a history of the rise and fall of the Great Awokening? I’m basically a historian of the present. I’ve got a colossal amount of material on how the country went crazy over the last dozen years.

Would there be a market for that book, or does everybody just want to forget the years of insanity?

I responded:

If you do, you should do it quickly.

Humanity moves from insanity to insanity quite rapidly.

There's an ancient book that everybody's heard of but which nearly everybody misunderstands quite grossly.

It holds the first official words of wisdom from pre-civilization onwards and instead of being read as it was written it's regarded as a totem to be danced around, or to be mocked.

There's wisdom there. Useful stuff.

But if you prefer to just contribute to the cacophony by mocking yesterday's oddity, you'd better get it done before the animal mass of humanity forgets about it — remember covidpocalypse? where's humanity's true reckoning of *that* particular madness? — as they always do when they turn to dance around the next madness.

We live a short while together on this planet. It's a shame that every stage and microphone is hogged by the same folk who have been hogging it ever since agriculture/adam.

You know that book I referred to? It was written by critics who were never heard IN THEIR OWN DAY, only to be worshipped post-mortem as magical entities.

But sure, mock zeus, or the dutch tulip craze, or whatever ephemeral madness should happen to have captured the attention of humanity for a few days or a few centuries.

Ignore the eternal explanation and answer.

Shabbat Shalom

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