'during the night I was very cold. an old man crosses the bridge, unaware that he’s being watched. he walks so slowly, and ponderously, pausing again and again after short, hesitant steps; that is death walking with him. all is shrouded still in semi-darkness. low clouds, it won’t be a good day...'
- werner herzog, of walking in ice, 8th december1974.
after this herzog is off into a memory, off up a mountain (and we cannot follow him). but all these little glimpses of his journey, of his life, are good. the power of isolation to open up the emotions and the memories.
in pluribus, after the joining, the many are truly one. thus any of the many can do anything that one of the many could do (such as fly a plane). they also don't need to discuss or debate doing things or even agree how something should be done. they just start doing it in the most resource effective way possible.
it kind of reminds him of occupy (or of the current fetish for people's assemblies).
a utopia of marvellous efficiency beckons
(you don't know how beautiful this looks to horsemouth. he has spent a lifetime begging to be allowed to do the obvious).
but first they must clear up all the dead bodies
later it will be revealed, they are so empathic that not only can they not kill any animals for food they can also not pick apples or harvest wheat. windfalls can be gleaned, roadkill can be harvested, and dead human bodies can by ground up for 'milk' (the soylent green defence).
the empathy of the infected is a thought experiment - any activity is likely to cause some animal or plant suffering somewhere.
despite all this the infected will soon start dying out of starvation.
horsemouth remembers a dietary restriction called fruitarianism being briefly popular among the harder core vegans.
now of course veganism (applied on a world scale) would require vast changes in agriculture (even vegetarianism would require many changes). without animal poo/ pesticides conventional agriculture becomes much less efficient. it probably wouldn't starve us to death though.
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