Optimism gaining upper hand? Faith sneaking through?

Walking on rock cliffs along the beach is a new found passion for me. Couldn't be enough just to follow the path like all young and old do whole day long. Tried and tested scientific paths with disclaimers outnumbering vegetation covering everybody but you. The adrenaline junkie in me needed more fire though. Need to carve a new path where non existed before burns deep in me. 

 

I discovered though that the trusted survival instinct of collapsing in a heap the minute I step wrong could be a dangerous liability from a cliff edge. This cataplexic reflex saved many a hospital visit for a fractured ankle I could have had throughout my lifetime. 

 A lion cup with its head in the mouth of a giant goes into cataplexic default mode. A crocodile litter enjoys a safe ride in the jaws of loving mother to the nearest stream. A human baby loses a Monroe  reflex by few weeks as it learns to trust the noisy changed neighborhood she or he is adopted into since birth. Females a lot faster to the target than boys as usual. Could this be the probable natural order of things. The way God meant it to be if a priest got asked for explanation.

To trust that the next level of support could be better irrespective of the immediate quick scan report is optimism at its best. Your eyes scan  environnement and relay the data to your cortex all the time, you slip and you go cataplexic. Unforgivable if you fall 6 meters down and break something more than just an ankle. This is faith proven in scientific experiment over and over again. No need to invoke the mystics, part no sea or burn a tree to get Moses this side of the line drawn on the sand, yet we're still at odds as far as science and spirituality is concerned. 

What is it overriding my visual cortical report beyond the six senses that we have categorised at scientific level? Might help a bit if a priest and a scientist could speak the same language sometimes. Might help a bit if the spiritual scientist doesn't have to think in two parallel planes. Objectivity shelved the minute you dorn that priestly robe or risk being subjected to everlasting hell fire.

 

Remember the climber praying to God as he free fell 3 km from a cliff face. He made a promise to obey every command without question if saved. Suddenly the rope tightened and stopped him, mid air, but it was pitch dark every where. The booming voice of the Lord asked him to take his knife out and cut the rope. Needless to say he refused. 'Saved me and then kill me, in sequence' think I am stupid, he thought. The frozen corpse was found the morning after. Only two meters above ground and 10 meters from the base camp fire.

At least my cortical brain is trying to cross the line. I am being tripped by my evolutionary self. Faith for better even when input data feed seems grave. I might have to follow the footpath herd to save myself from scientific fundamentalist. My brain is wired to believe. Sorry to fellow scientists. We don't squeel. Lying to myself is just as difficult though. Easier to lie to the public, if politicians have to be believed. 

Humans get persimistic with age, at least from the toddler stage. You learn that some environmental interactions are catastrophic, if used erroneously. Fire being a very good example. 

I can't for the sake of me learn to stay upright and sacrifice an ankle though. Cut your losses while the door is still open, so to say. Do I have to get hypnotized into it. Where is higher cortical control we're so renowned for. Plastic brain my foot.

You can only be embarrassed as the worst outcome if instability creeps in for whatever reason, my reflex control seems to be. That only applies off the dangerous cliffs face though. My brainstem got to be awakened to changing cortical scan. My spirituality is still in developmental stages. My fork is still pin straight, no matter how spirited I have tried my skill at bending it. 

There is power beyond our cortex. There is reason beyond science. Just have to able to tap on it and come back on the right side of the psych hospital fence. 

If   biochemistry and physiology of beauty and health are the elements of every mix, then results are assured

Rape and the law, from medical point of view

If Liz doesn't know what she is doing, the results determines her fate and she steps down. In six weeks. 

If our MP or even our president doesn't know what they are doing,  they found the right club. So right is the glove fit they have to wait to be charged by a similarly corrupted justice system in the form NPA to even wake up to the fact they may get pushed out by popular revolt. 

 

That's what you get for lowering the entry level into political main stream, voted in by similarly disabled population, deftly crafted by a lowered education system.

 

Democracy in motion. Flawed to the core, but democracy nonetheless. 

Bell curve is populated by same minded voters. One man one vote to be precise. Voting exclision on the basis of capability, let alone criminal record would be considered uncivilized. 

To make matters worse the outnumbered

intelligencia are too busy to waste time on mundane run of the mill issues like voting. We need a dictator with a brain to represent us. One eyed kings voted in by one eyed masses are running democracies to the ground. 

In fact it seems you qualify based on whether your IQ doesn't stray too much above your age in years. 

"Welcome back comrade" hugs in abundance, prison cell or parliament alike, feeding troughs seats in abundance reserved for the select few. 

Recycled even for those charged and convicted for the very crime. Thulas Nxesi's vote for Zuma can't numerically be equal to mine or else your maths is flawed. 

*Women can't rape, based on the legal definition of rape, probably worsened by the fact that we can't provide no sperm for DNA analysis to fulfill the penetration definition criteria. Anybody who is ever owned a penis should know God gave it a mind of its own, with only minimal primal brain to drive it. If your cortical self can't outsmart it, you will be taking cold showers in the middle of winter, rape after rape. Women know that. She will be patiently waiting. 

Even a pope gets érections, with grave consequences for some innocent altar boys in this case. Catholic church should have known better. It seems they haven't learned their lesson though, priests still have no release outlet, neither do the altar boys, unless they are keeping it a secret. 

 

No excuse for the man nor the priest though unless the woman or the altar boy is on top and in control your case is weakened. 

*Culture defeats us too. Statutory rapists have to be outside KZN to be deemed as such, otherwise culture overrides the constitution. With an HIV incidence that high, it should rightly be redefined as attempted murder had the legal system stemmed from an independent statutory body. That for me was a way to up the rape conviction rate to almost 100% because the 'she asked for it' argument falls away. We could have wrestled the rape conviction out the courts into medical space, beginning to the end. We would need no lawyer. Mother is 13yrs at conception, pass the baby cord blood for DNA, father's blood for confirmation and castration in that order. The fix is to mitigate against space in prison being the limiting factor in applying the sequence fairly. 

*Nationally a minor cannot rape, thus the same gruesome act on that 14yrs old daughter of yours has to wait for the perpetrator to be defined further than DNA, or medical charge so to say. If the perpetrator is an adult male, such male might be guilty as charged, provided geographical limitations of cultural override don't apply. If the perpetrator is a 15 yrs old boy, sex between minors gets to be the default verdict. Diplomatic immunity we should probably call it. 

How do we even begin to define an event as having occurred based on who the perpetrator is? How does the episode definition depend on who is judging? 

We need something better than democracy. We need something better than lawyers and judges.  

How pitched the scream outside the court room 'about asking for it' shouldn't determine or modify the verdict, irrespective of where it comes from. Malema, Vavi, Blade, Bathabile or an angel from God, kanga or naked.

Judge being defined as a student marking his own script gets new meaning in South Africa. 

If biochemistry and physiology of beauty and health are the elements of every mix, then results are assured