On the Indonesian island of Sulawesi, the Torajan people believe that a person is not truly dead until water buffalo have been sacrificed at their funeral, serving as the vehicle to the afterlife. Until that time, the bodies are may be kept at the family’s home for weeks, months or years and are fed and cared for as if they were alive.All the social conundrums that beg for intricate, sensitive solutions; every bounce of the ball that shoves it farther afield; to vividly, passionately explain them as the doing of some evil force.Doing so allows us mortals some semblance of control over life’s scariest aspects. It’s much easier to intellectually confront Darth Vader than the ghastly ghost face of chaos. The dark lord at least agrees that we’re important enough to destroy. Chaos, on the other hand, has no plan and no priorities, could in fact care less whether we as a species, as a planet, live or die.Indifference is truly frightening for us humans. Humility hurts.

Therefore, all of it  from autism to erectile dysfunction, potholes to powder-keg plate tectonics — must be someone’s fault. The common thread conspiracy theory holds that at root, a shadowy figure or several such tie-bearing individuals of the genus Biggus Wiggus, makes things happen for a reason.

These despots shape crises, mold epic mishaps, to realize the long-sought totalitarian agenda to rule the world from the comfort of their private jets, or from their Spartan headquarters aboard heated leather seats in their expensive German sedans.




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