Chapter 4: Satirists Have Been Writing About DIM for Centuries

August 16, 2015

“All human beings are becoming humanoids. All over the world, not just in America. We’re just getting there faster since we’re the most advanced country.”
– Howard Beale

Paddy Chayefsky’s character, Howard Beale, wasn’t the first protagonist to kvetch about dopamine-induced madness. Satirists have been lampooning DIMwits for centuries. Swift wrote about Liilput’s fear addicts, Dickens staged a dopamine intervention on money addict Ebeneezer Scrooge, Wilde shone a light on Victorian England’s esteem addicts, Orwell guesstimated what could happen if diseased power addicts continued to destroy and conquer.

As each of these writers turned reality on its head to skewer the buffoonery, insanity, and inhumanity that riled them, they somehow ended up exposing and diagnosing dopamine-induced madness — long before there was brain scanning equipment to reveal how the brain disease they were writing about worked.

Constructive complaining about destruction.

“Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally discover everybody’s face but their own.” – Jonathan Swift

All incisive social critique is really an exposé on dopamine addicts running amuck in diseased societies. When the censors stopped Rod Serling from featuring bigotry, xenophobia, and general stupidity during prime time, he wove his insights into Twilight Zone vignettes and the first Planet of the Apes film. Gene Roddenberry created Star Trek and planted his dopamine addicts in outer space. Theodor Geisel, writing as Dr. Seuss, filled children’s books with simpleminded caricatures who had about as much insight into their diseased behaviors as the manipulative pigs in Mr. Orwell’s Animal Farm.

Then there was Hans Christian Andersen’s wonderful tale, The Emperor’s New Clothes — a story that’s been read by countless clueless adults who believed Andersen was writing about other people’s foolishness. By playing the self-deceptive game of “look at those dummies,” generations of well-meaning grown-ups squandered valuable opportunities to help themselves, and the children they were influencing, gain invaluable insights into how afraid we all are to be the first to speak up about absurdities most prefer to ignore.

There’s an important difference between yesteryears’ satirists and today’s researchers. Modern brain scanning equipment makes it possible to get past the satirizing, critiquing, and complaining. For the first time in history, scientists can explain how dopamine-induced madness and addictions keep just about everyone behaving like self-deceptive buffoons who never seem to figure out we’re the ones being satirized.

I submit for your approval.

“We have come to rely a comfortable time lag of 50 years between the perception that something ought to be done and a serious attempt to do it.”
– H. G. Wells

I’m not sure humans have fifty years to wait for DIMwit scientists to first acknowledge, eventually diagnose, and finally attempt to do something about DIM.

The problem is that dopamine-induced madness and addiction are so all pervasive they’ve reached pandemic proportion. So much so, even smart scientists can’t understand how, why, and that they share a vested interest in not wanting to look into the possibility they’ve spent their lives earning degrees, titles, and positions in the hopes of being accepted into an exclusive club dedicated to keeping anyone from figuring out a brain disease has turned everyone into dopamine addicts.

It would be interesting to invite scientists to view a Twilight Zone episode about highly intelligent researchers unconsciously colluding, consorting, and conniving to keep one another from discovering a brain disease capable of keeping them from wanting to know they’re suffering from a debilitating disease. My guess is that most, if not all, would discover everybody’s face but their own.

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One Response to “Chapter 4: Satirists Have Been Writing About DIM for Centuries”

  1. You neglected to mention Voltaire, the greatest of them all! You need read no further to get a glimpse of human idiocy.

    Posted by Forrest A. Mow | August 28, 2011, 5:54 pm

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