Analysis

"Nowadays, a bit of analysis and rationality would be expected from certain members of a community, and even more so if their studies and readings would guarantee at least a bit of coherent argument. However, between ambition and arrogance, and the simple absence of compassion, empathy, and yes, evil, you can only obtain opinions that, not because of their validity, but because of the supposed image that the person giving it represents, is enough to guarantee the lie and repeat it to pass it off as a valid argument. This is never true, but it is enough in today's societies of fanaticism and likes. Therefore, humans must remember that many considered best minds accompanied the worst people at decisive moments in history. And forgetfulness and this habit of dividing people into good and bad guarantees that history repeats itself. It was easy for her to say that she was something spiritual, seeking to be different in a world in which, out of fear and hatred (which could be told the same thing), she marched with her right hand against those different from her. When they had that first sexual relationship in that alley, he understood that he could never love her, but he could desire her, and it wouldn't be for long. Is there nothing like penetrating someone who feeds his enemy? He didn't feel good beyond the pleasure of his ejaculation. Although also her orgasms. After,  he just watched her. She carried out an analysis of her contradictory words and how she ended up vomiting her racism and xenophobia with an "it's just that I am spiritual." That was just enough to smile.

It's easy to expect a little bit of that rationality, but it's complicated to actually get it. Even doing it the same because stupidity and all that garbage around fatigues humans who think beyond their pleasure and their opportunism to excel in the midst of survival. Finding the reasons to justify that lack of analysis and argument is not very difficult. Still, it is tiring, and the problem is that this boredom guarantees silence, and silence is believed to be acceptance. In reality, it is abnegation. This self-denial is taken as a triumph of submission in a society of successful and losers, when in fact, it is one of oppressors and oppressed, while the resisters wait for the moment of outbreak to hopefully guarantee the rebellion. That rebellion of life. It was perhaps the hundredth movie he had seen about the end of the world in his life. At the end of the world, that never came because the truth is that even for it to come, the end of the system is required. And that is sinful to ask. He took the last drink of green chaud, and with that same feeling of emptiness he began Tuesday, he went to get some water. I had been lazy for years, but what more could this country offer that is good for visiting and not for living? He went out to the balcony, and from there, he saw how some drunks were fighting on the corner. Tomorrow, they wouldn't remember. On the other hand, he would remember it, and the system would continue to survive.

However, it is not about analytical solutions but about thinking and building from evidence, not lies. Humans of the 21st century seem to be beings from a civilization of fallacies, of popularity and crowds, but not of arguments based on evidence, even if that evidence allows us to make decisions and build mental models to guarantee life, not the complicated survival that in the end is simplistic. The crowd guarantees not feeling alone. To lose and oppress accompanied, and hide among the guilty like an innocent man in repressing. She didn't know why she started to remember him all of a sudden. Her did not remember his voice, as he had surely already forgotten hers, despite his tears as a wounded and confused man in a time when nothing is worth crying over. -What did I do?! -she wondered out loud, and his lover of the moment pretended not to hear while she urinated. He decided to close the door and leave her with the past of her demons while he simply smiled at having eaten one more woman. She would bathe, and she would surely be pretending to sleep facing the wall, but she knew she was sobbing, and she didn't care. He had had her pleasure, and she had had her orgasms, real or fake; it doesn't matter. He had his thing, and that was the important thing.

Humans simplify everything, which is divided into good and evil. However, that avoids any type of detailed analysis, which would be expected with all that knowledge and supposed critical thinking to get to what is fundamental and real. Propose what is concise, and of course, give the necessary confidence to that social mass that would believe in those who have the experience of the truth. In reality, it is easier to follow the good ones who are popular and monetize their influence. In any case, without thinking about monetization, there are those rebels who simply believe and resist. Well, analyzing all the facts, the truth is that resistance is what remains for civilization and not compliance, the abnegation. He decided to walk through the streets of his city for one last time. She wouldn't want to go back. He would not do it, although before, he did it out of romanticism and failed; now, he would leave for a stronger, more human romanticism and never return. He knew it, and that was the reality. He was not even on leisure because the most beautiful and dangerous time of his life began a few days after his departure. He didn't know it, and that's why he calmed down when he walked.