All Things Being Equal
This existential exchange of transcendent edification for earthly enhancement trades the everlasting for an eternity of infinite regression.
Thomas Couture, The Romans in their Decadence (Les Romains de la décadence) (c.1847). Oil on canvas.
Our emphatic emancipation of objective moral law will inevitably emasculate our sense of certainty, emaciate our sense of empathy, and enslave our experiences in a vacuum of erratic emotivism, endlessly sucked in by our gravitational lust for excessive self-referential existence. As ethics erodes, or as an Empiricist would say, ‘evolves’ into unconscionable self-exulting etiquette, ever kneeling to an enumeration of societal expectations, human equality externalizes into economic exchange. All things being equal, or ‘equitable’, so they say, contradictorily exacting equality by way of egoism: An eye for an eye. All that remains is that corrosive self-justified ethos, assembled upon spoiled extravagance, aroused by equivocation and Epicurean exhibitionism, which is then evangelized as some essential element for equal essence, ecologically speaking. In the end, however, it will erupt from our explosive espousal of experiential escapism, and then start all over again. This existential exchange of transcendent edification for earthly enhancement trades the everlasting for an eternity of infinite regression: Estimational Truth.
Is it a coincidence that with our inefficacy to differentiate evil from good with any sort of exactness we, in turn, enrich moral exclusivity and then engender epistemological skepticism as truth? And to what end? A sense! At what cost to our soul? If equality is weighable, then humans be bought and sold. What then is free? Our desire for liberty has made all things inclusive, yet the heart of man mutually exclusive. Who then can empathize? Our desire for equality exists in isolation alone, yet man is utterly meaningless is isolation we‘re told. Who then is equal? Our desire for meaning will be measured and weighed. The trade of all trades! Who wins in this exchange? Who holds the better hand? God, Satan, or Man? Once more we’ve been bought at a price, but this time we’re worthless.
Matlock Bobechko | February 15, 2017. Revised on June 19, 2022.