Youth grow and in growing try to make themselves a part of their world.

Indigenous cultures have/had traditions. For males/men, there were customs and rights-of-passage. For females/women, there were customs and rights-of-passage.

For thousands of years, the youth grew and made themselves a part of their world. In their struggles and journey their lives made them different.

Today, it is ‘different’. Society has/is fragmented. Cultures are degraded to the point of being vastly different. All aspects of life have become’ different’.

It could be stated that in today’s world, there is social evolution. That the various beliefs of people are making a ‘difference’. I say… Horseshit.

Youth of today have no real structure other than what is force fed them via the modern world of computers, television, school, politics, religions, and blah, blah, blah…

Today, youth want to be ‘different’. Pierce their dick as if it were some tribal right-of-passage. Pierce the nipple. Tattoo the buttocks, the face… Change sexual orientation. Anything to be ‘different’ when actually, the tragic comedy is, they’ve become drones of stupidity.

Not many will come even close to agreeing to what I write, that is because they are drones of some club or another. Some of those clubs could be considered stupid, some considered intelligent, but drones none-the-less, and no different than sand on the beach.

What   the youth of indigenous are/were, that set them apart, far apart, and very, very, very, very, very, very, X a billion… different than the modern drone society. What was that difference that made them uniquely different? War. Death. Adversity. Survival.

Today, the drones are trying to be different in a way that makes absolutely no impact other than mental rubbish and boredom of similarity.

To take a life… ah, now that is different. To save a life of one that tried to take your life… that is extremely different. Peace… Ha! That is currently impossible for the human tribe as whole…

If your town was at war with a neighboring town, you’d be different. You would not concern yourself with changing your gender, piercing your clit, donating money to save a manatee… no, you’d learn the art of survival and war, and from that experience you’d change and become what you really are, and not what you want to be…

So, War is what brings difference. It is what makes people different.

And

Peace is what brings difference. It is what makes people different.

Again, humans are a primitive species with cultures of predictability, not strange to see, not hard to understand. Drones of stupidity when they are without war/conflict/survival. Special and different for a moment when embracing real peace. One day, it will be different but not for thousands if not millions… of year.

In the meantime, enjoy being a drone. Go play a video game. Yell at a political rival. Have sex with a goat. Whatever you think makes you different. For me, I’ll be sooooooo glad to be far, far, farrrrrrr, away from this mess.