Most likely to be published later this winter of 2020/2021, my 11th book entitled appropriately; More Proems & Poems on the Peculiar Human ABILITY to REASON, Singular Human RIGHT to CONSENT & Other Neglected Matters. The following will probably be included upon further editing, and front cover a slightly modified yet appropriate version of the previous....
PROEM & POEM No. 200 - What Is Democracy
If democracy is fundamentally imperative later indicative of a good and moral society, a noble and virtuous government as often implied even cited however naively and erroneously, then to be arguably consistent, boundless mood swings must be regarded as fundamentally imperative later indicative of a good and moral person, a noble and virtuous character. However, as much a person’s moods therefore emotions should be moderated by constraints reasoned then determined, likewise a government’s democracy therefore kratocracy should be moderated by constraints reasoned then determined.
Democracy is not inherently virtuous, noble, moral, good nor principled by any measure, simply an amoral method among all others for determining and making decisions within groups of any sort. On its own, democracy is susceptible to societal, political swings as irrationally extreme as unprincipled thus unbridled emotions or unchecked moods, excitably knee-jerking to events, trends, fads, raves, rants as well imaginatively titillating contrivances. Incrementally digressive, the occasional susceptibility degenerates ineluctably to chronic vulnerability then deteriorates inevitably to terminal malignity.
As such, human instincts of the kind common among all other species are politically empowered hence covetously encouraged by the unconstrained vote, furthered gravely per human reasoning tainted and skewed upon selfishly ignored and/or legislatively mitigated responsibility and risk. At this juncture, democracy made horizonlessly wide the "path of least resistance" towards cozening then confiscating any and all possessions, properties, various resources respectively, rightly owned by governmentally unprotected individuals.
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Upon the emerald hill she lays, then slumbers in saunters
Ponders `tween maunders, liken sages amid tombs and altars
O the mysteries as Love’s epistles and individuals’ passions
Numerous while exclusive to each person’s sacred bastion
Fashioned by Heavenly Hands, breathed until well instilled
The human peculiarity, the human singularity, the odd will
Reasoning then determining the choice as voiced or gestured
Foisted not else hoisted fraught the rented yet righted vesture
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Come let us Reason. Peace is always a Choice.
Study, Ponder, Labor, till last Breath.
Study, Ponder, Labor, till last Breath.
Copyright © 2020 by D.C. Quillan Stone
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