Monday, January 23, 2006

Why We Fight

I am a big fan of documentaries. I am especially a big fan of historical documentaries. Or current event documentaries. Or sports documentaries. Ok. I pretty much like them all except the ones about people who overcome the odds to turn into painters. Paint cost not that much and I can't imagine that the canvas is all that expensive either. At least not to anyone who has access to a subway bathroom and a pair of lips. Trekking an egg 70 miles in the snow and then dying, now that's impressive.

Tonight I went to watch the documentary, "Why We Fight". Despite what my friends might think, it is not a character study on my family. I know why we fight. We're fucked up. What it is about is why America fights. Why do we find ourselves in seemingly endless minor conflicts around the globe. It trys to answer why we as a country, The United States of America for those of you too lazy to read your currency, find ourselves embroiled in so much conflict. And once everything is boiled down, it's a pretty depressing message. In a nutshell, we fight because we have whole industries devoted to war and warmaking and subsequently it is how they justify their existence. And in a capitalistic society that is one thing... money. We fight to make money.

That's a pretty depressing message, so as I walked back from the theater (people do walk in LA - especially when the theater is around the corner from your place) I instantly thought of sex. I would love to say that sex popped into my mind because there was a huge Joe Jeans billboard with a naked chick on it, but I would be lying. I thought of sex because I am guy and that is what I do. I think of sex. Then I spend an inordinate amount of time trying to talk myself out of the stupid shit I do in the pursuit of sex. In other words, why do I fuck?

I think we fuck because we are simply wired to be that way. That is the reason we make out with the person we shouldn't. Wind up naked with the person we shouldn't. Wind up in jail with the person we shouldn't. And kill the hooker that we shouldn't. It's all because underneath this we are hardwired to want sex. Prolong your gene pool. So it's why we go the gym. Or wear fancy clothes. Or drive a nice car. Frankly it's why we make money. Or try at least. So if you really want to get right down to it, we fight to make money so we can Fuck. We fight to Fuck. And if we are fucking to prolong our genes, then I am worried about the ol' US of A.

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