The Peter Principle (Or Why You're A Fucking Moron)

There's a funny tragic thing about the truth - you can tell it and it still won't always be known. This is because people believe what they wish. Once you learn the self-serving nature of people you can then manipulate them into doing what you want. And the bad news about that is only an asshole would want to do that, ergo our self-serving nature allows us to be manipulated by assholes. One example is America of 2000-2008 - an era which now speaks for itself.

The world lives in a state of cognitive dissonance. These two statements are ones I hear over and over: "Most people are basically good and decent" followed by "The world is going to hell!" If we were to use the logic of the great Lewis Carroll, we could then deduce the world is going to hell because it's full of good and decent people. So clearly, either it's a fact that being good and decent has no bearing on our planet's fate or it's a fact we are not good and decent after all. One thing is for sure, cognitive dissonance is ultimately a temporary state but it allows an untruth to seem as a truth until that time.

Suppose only men with a 12 inch dick could have sex and I told everyone that's exactly what I have. The shorter males would be furious at the fact they are barred from women and would attempt to discredit me. In an attempt to discredit their claims, I would then make my proof visible for all to see, yet it has no effect. "I don't care what he's got, I'm not going to believe it." Why? Because believing the truth makes them feel inadequate, that they have no future and they'd be forever unable to like themselves. So we disconnect and set up alternate belief systems in a hopeless effort to feel good.

That is what I call the Peter Principle.

Evil, evil Peter!
Soon, you get a whole gang of like-minded short dicks (Peters) together - dicks with an insatiable desire to be believed - who scream so loudly to be heard they won't stop until their point-of-view is made mainstream. The Peters claim injury and prejudice when the simple truth is spoken and outside false moralists chide us not to hurt the feelings of Peters. Again, I go to the era of America of 2000-2008, when we believed we had to believe in our President Evil, regardless of reality. To believe otherwise simply didn't make us feel good! We were a nation of Peters. This kind of thought process gives rise to the what is called the Big Lie - used by the both the American President of that era and the Germanic/Jewish madman of the 30s who wrote this description of it:

"All this was inspired by the principle - which is quite true in itself - that in the Big Lie there is always a certain force of credibility; because the broad masses of a nation are always more easily corrupted in the deeper strata of their emotional nature than consciously or voluntarily; and thus in the primitive simplicity of their minds they more readily fall victims to the Big Lie than the small lie, since they themselves often tell small lies in little matters but would be ashamed to resort to large-scale falsehoods. It would never come into their heads to fabricate colossal untruths, and they would not believe that others could have the impudence to distort the truth so infamously. Even though the facts which prove this to be so may be brought clearly to their minds, they will still doubt and waver and will continue to think that there may be some other explanation. For the grossly impudent lie always leaves traces behind it, even after it has been nailed down, a fact which is known to all expert liars in this world and to all who conspire together in the art of lying."

How funny the author knew he could share this gem of knowledge with his victims and fear no recourse! So what are we to do with all the Peters of the world? Does it make you feel good to think greed is good? Does it make you feel good to think we won't have to pay for our war crimes? Does it make you feel good to think we have a future with pollution? All I can say is, sally forth Peters of the world! You sealed your fate when you disconnected from reality.

P.S. One final bitter irony: Truth was, anyone could have had a 12 inch dick, they needed only to ask - and that would have made them feel good.