The Terrorist Temptation - Newsweek: International Editions - MSNBC.com
An interesting article that covers a lot of ground and since I have nothing to add, as the Sports Guy might say, I will offer something that I was thinking about the other night.
Let's say you are working in your backyard digging some holes for a fence and all of a sudden you come upon something hard. You dig a little more and find out what you have just hit upon is gold. Literally, gold. A lot of it.
Soon enough your neighbor finds out about it and becomes pretty good friends to you. Seemingly very genuine and giving. Your neighbor is so nice he ends up giving you these amazing attack dobermans. No one would get near your gold with these crazy firebreathers around.
Your neighbor doesn't seem to ask for too much at first, but does accept your invitations to dinner and to enjoy your new pool and go out with you to the clubs every once and a while. A couple years go by though and the relationship kinda moves on and you don't talk as much anymore.
Finally your neighbor starts saying to other people in the neighborhood how tyranical you are. That neighbor starts talking how you would sometimes act in the clubs (punching people or taking two women home with you) and how crazy your house parties could be sometimes. Your neighbor also starts talking to people like, 'Can you believe those fucking dogs! They bark all the time and are pretty scary. I would hate to see them get loose.' Your neighbor also talks about how you might be looking to get some wolves here soon and becoming even more menancing.
Finally, your neighbor kills you. The neighbor did it in a nice way, with undectable poison that can never be traced back, but you are dead nonetheless. Your neighbor then takes your house and your gold due to some questionable property laws.
What do you think the neighborhood thinks?
It is an allegory.
An interesting article that covers a lot of ground and since I have nothing to add, as the Sports Guy might say, I will offer something that I was thinking about the other night.
Let's say you are working in your backyard digging some holes for a fence and all of a sudden you come upon something hard. You dig a little more and find out what you have just hit upon is gold. Literally, gold. A lot of it.
Soon enough your neighbor finds out about it and becomes pretty good friends to you. Seemingly very genuine and giving. Your neighbor is so nice he ends up giving you these amazing attack dobermans. No one would get near your gold with these crazy firebreathers around.
Your neighbor doesn't seem to ask for too much at first, but does accept your invitations to dinner and to enjoy your new pool and go out with you to the clubs every once and a while. A couple years go by though and the relationship kinda moves on and you don't talk as much anymore.
Finally your neighbor starts saying to other people in the neighborhood how tyranical you are. That neighbor starts talking how you would sometimes act in the clubs (punching people or taking two women home with you) and how crazy your house parties could be sometimes. Your neighbor also starts talking to people like, 'Can you believe those fucking dogs! They bark all the time and are pretty scary. I would hate to see them get loose.' Your neighbor also talks about how you might be looking to get some wolves here soon and becoming even more menancing.
Finally, your neighbor kills you. The neighbor did it in a nice way, with undectable poison that can never be traced back, but you are dead nonetheless. Your neighbor then takes your house and your gold due to some questionable property laws.
What do you think the neighborhood thinks?
It is an allegory.
