Perfect Bedfellows
IT should be clear to anyone who knows anything about history and culture that the systematic assault on metaphysics over the last few centuries is directly related to the rise of international finance. That materialism and the capitalist economy have a symbiotic relationship seems utterly incontestable, whilst the mutually sustaining interaction that takes place between the two allows the secular culture of the former to endlessly reinforce the predatory greed and commercialism of the latter.
This deadly combination, by which the materialist mantras of “you only live once” or “shop ‘til you drop” conveniently enable the corporate powers-that-be to get their grubby hands on your disposable income, should serve as a benchmark for determining the character of any civilisation. The fact that this twofold relationship still proliferates in those countries considered to have broken ties with the mainstream, such as Trump’s America or Putin’s Russia, clearly illustrates that there has been no fundamental break with the past at all. Indeed, neither of these exploitative systems have made the slightest attempt to move away from the underlying paradigm that typifies modern civilisation and are busy strengthening the existing relationship between cultural materialism and the global capitalist economy by encouraging more consumption, more scientific mythology and more lies about the accumulation of wealth leading to untold happiness.
As for those among us, who readily allow this insatiable and covetous behaviour to continue, it seems ludicrous to think that a man who values his own soul could possibly worship at the feet of an American politician who sits on a golden toilet, or find the merest semblance of ‘tradition’ in a Russian oligarch who adorns himself with luxury watches that are worth millions of rubles. These examples, just two in an entire multitude of sickening personal excess, should be enough to tell you what really motivates such individuals and what lies in the very depths of their being.
Things will only start to improve once we have fully dislodged ourselves from the mercantile chains that keep us fixed to the establishment bedrock like a line of docile cows in a milking station. Thankfully, the materialist-capitalist axis contains the seeds of its own destruction and there will come a time when plastic junk, lottery scratch-cards and the piecemeal trinkets of technological gadgetry will no longer keep the masses from the mansion gates. This, it is hoped, will be accompanied by the earth-shattering realisation that none of it provides real happiness and that chasing after the latest commodified carrot-on-a-stick is simply a consequence of social conditioning. This is the ugly stain of modernism that people must learn to erase from their minds.


