Darwin
accounted for the demise of specific species based on their
adaptability to their environment. Where the environment would allow,
species will not only survive, but thrive, thereby accounting for the
varieties of flora, fauna and livestock on the Galapagos Islands where
few if any predators were to be found.
Homo sapiens as a classification of animal generally survives where the average temperature and suitable food/water supply will allow, but many individuals still get tangled up in their own feet and manage to drown in puddles that would not slow down a turtle: ergo, intelligence is not a strong indicator of survival.
Human blunders can be as blatant as the mental midgets who go swimming in the ocean in mid-winter, to simple memory lapses that see us putting salt into coffee instead of sugar. Sometimes we don’t even know we have said, or done anything less than intelligent until it is pointed out by a spouse/significant other.
The problems begin when your spouse tells/reminds you on a regular basis that you are “too stupid to live”, and the message starts to sink in that she just might be right. It does not take intelligence to live. The smallest microbe on the planet has such a primitive brain that it is no more than organized ganglia of nerves that allow the organism to feed and reproduce, the very basis for the definition of life.
If a person is, by definition of a spouse, “too stupid to live”, then is there any point in continuing to live? If your chosen lifemate sees so little value in your existence, that you could be replaced by an income producing microbe, then what keeps you from joining your ancestors?
Apparently, the slim hope that she just might be wrong - but that slim hope is getting slimmer on a daily basis.
Homo sapiens as a classification of animal generally survives where the average temperature and suitable food/water supply will allow, but many individuals still get tangled up in their own feet and manage to drown in puddles that would not slow down a turtle: ergo, intelligence is not a strong indicator of survival.
Human blunders can be as blatant as the mental midgets who go swimming in the ocean in mid-winter, to simple memory lapses that see us putting salt into coffee instead of sugar. Sometimes we don’t even know we have said, or done anything less than intelligent until it is pointed out by a spouse/significant other.
The problems begin when your spouse tells/reminds you on a regular basis that you are “too stupid to live”, and the message starts to sink in that she just might be right. It does not take intelligence to live. The smallest microbe on the planet has such a primitive brain that it is no more than organized ganglia of nerves that allow the organism to feed and reproduce, the very basis for the definition of life.
If a person is, by definition of a spouse, “too stupid to live”, then is there any point in continuing to live? If your chosen lifemate sees so little value in your existence, that you could be replaced by an income producing microbe, then what keeps you from joining your ancestors?
Apparently, the slim hope that she just might be wrong - but that slim hope is getting slimmer on a daily basis.
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