People who think of ideas VS simple-folk who think of mischief and meddling shape their environments accordingly.
Low bars, low expectations, low standards concentrated in an area, and you can already form a mental image of what kind of place that would be like.
The shabby environment is a simple reflection of a collection of people generating low vibe and gutter energy.
My take-away growing up in the culture of a majority black, poor eastern Caribbean Island:
Gossip junkies in a shithole.
What happens to the area around gossip addicts? What does the physical environment look like? What does it feel like?
Not just a slow village with a simple life. Nothing remarkable about it.
Difference between slow, beautiful rural VS shabby, bottom barrel. No competency given to anything they do, for example. Nothing is an art or given care or improvement. In general it is not a pleasant, relaxed, no-pressure disposition.
Plastic and basic consumerism is exalted. E.G. People don’t give any attention, care, energy to baking best bread as a community activity as they do mocking somebody for not having a smart phone as a mob.
Clusters of young males get together for catty teen girl gossip in hand-me-down houses (generational home). That is the example set for them by the educated who are the ones hatching and spreading lies about their neighbors to the broke and poor. Vain, shallow. Petty, catty.
Foreign aid doesn’t work. They are exactly as memed:
To have progress, you first need to have a desire to improve, in small or big factors.
They only get improvement in infrastructure thanks to the advancement of the west; it’s trickle-down economics. Just like smart phones. Everybody has smart phones now thanks to the advancement of west.
However, the collection of people energetically remain exactly as the meme conveys, stagnant.
Lies about their neighbors circulate more than money ever could. Stuff the pipeline -- full of lies and mischaracterizations. Or pointless soap stories about their neighbors. The act itself generates rot and detritus. They take pleasure in it.
The country stays backward and sick as a society no matter how many trickle-down upgrades they get from the west’s advancement. Idle minds are the devil’s workshop. Always looking for a distraction and it is always a person to mess with or try to subjugate.
Miserable, unhappy people carry doom and gloom inside of them and project it onto others. Behind masks of smiles they get from quick, fleeting dopamine hits like cheap recycled parties. They get more from projecting their misery onto others through gossiping.
A collective of people generate either high or low vibrations. What does gossip addiction bring? What does small minded simple-folk talk bring? What does gutter vibe manufacture?
They don’t HAVE sh*t standards and bottom bars. They ARE the low bars and standards.
Professional titles are given to bottom barrel crab barrellers in state of arrested development. They are concentrated in office jobs and get no criticism from society. Educated imbeciles and church-going hypocrites. The morally superior, proper, and upright.
Vanity titles for bottom bars. e.g. “journalist” for people who don’t even pass as a commentator. Mere telephone operators on radio “shows” taking calls from the same people spitting the same bile geared at one head rat in what they call government. No insightful commentary, no analytical or revealing questioning or assessment, no inspiring or illuminating quality presentation. No energy. And from dull, drab, lazy-level function-and-cycle followers they get no criticism, in fact they get praised. In reality, gossip girls fill the void of influence and have people more excited over the latest soap opera tales about a targeted individual.
They don’t inspire the influenced. They embolden them to chastise targets, incite verbal harassment (Guilt-tripping, shaming, scorning etc in a place where none of it is acknowledged, it’s simply accepted and normal) and general non-verbal disparaging attitudes and treatment.
Clogging up a title and position and role that they cannot do justice. The masses of sheeple praise the low bar – that are real people with birth certificates and addresses. Vanity means they just want that title for identity. And praise.
Low bars are people -- and low bars hold high roles. The people praising them have low expectations.
Low bars beget other low bars. It manufactures a space with those traits and habits perpetuating the cultural cycle.
The low bars go overseas to the West and attend high energy, high information conferences that set examples for them and yet when they come back to these offices on the island they are never a reflection of anything learned; they fit right back into the low energy, pre-colonial village culture.
The bullies consider themselves morally superior, the most intelligent, the life experts barging in your face with accusations and orders for your own personal life. Yet they’re also the most prone to act like lost, clueless, needy characters needing validation, approval, and emotional support. Complainers and whiners. They cannot help their condemnation addiction which is a symptom of their gossip addiction.
They are the “popular” ones, with many of their friends being pawns and puppets used to harass or belittle targets. The sheep horde of subservient subjects, vomit buckets for gossip.
The self-important barge into people’s faces with white noise they call “advice”, and this is a common occurrence. Uninvited, unwanted, unsolicited, and undeveloped emotional responses to their own generated projected problems. What barely passes as “opinions” they proudly call “advice”.
They disrespect social boundaries and personal space, concepts that haven’t been introduced in that society in the first place.
That, and projection and confirmation bias, commonplace but unidentified for lack of high-level self-analysis. It manufactures a thick, pus-sac mucus energy that breeds fear and weighs down. It’s suppressive, restrictive, and caustic.
Thanks to losers with vanity titles, role models don’t exist.
Nobody looks up to weaklings.
The implications of which manifest in various ways and behaviors. No examples of high vibrational, inspiring, high- value informative, opportunity-illuminating, wealth-mindset role models: Those would be among the major un-acknowledged contributions from the west.
They cannot be an example for the poor country individual who got a salary job. Instead of being inspired and empowered, they’ll simply be subjugated -– crab barrel.
Those same people depend on shipping their offspring off (away from the culture they manufacture) to western countries where real men build real wealth.
The only environment available is slow village porch soap opera energy, but inside an office. Gutter-scratching chicken energy. The collective is not interested in improvement. They are mere cycle continuations. Whatever already IS is what they fit into and use the rest of the time and their emptiness doing the devil’s deeds, manufacturing problems with their attitudes, behaviors, and habits.
Demanding, probing, and using grade-school tactics and tricks to mine attention from uninterested individuals. That is the reality on a daily basis. And then there’s the issue of the dumb feeling smart because they’re surrounded by sheep who praise them.
No such thing as an empty barrel in a room full of fools.
They don’t live IN a shithole; They ARE the shithole.
Individuals naturally opposed to the culture get targeted and harassed as “crazy” and “mad”. Getting brow-beaten regularly and pejoratively labelled, but it is still viewed as “friendliness” and they expect continued easy access to you.
“A time is coming when men will go mad, and when they see someone who is not mad, they will attack him, saying, 'You are mad; you are not like us.”
“The thing about smart people is that they seem like crazy people to dumb people.”
Just like videos circulate on social media featuring a group of blacks attacking a single target, with comments pointing out how it’s always a bunch on one… On the island, it’s verbal harassment but always clustered cowards cushioned by their cronies. Usually three or four agitators plus a few silent derp-faced witnesses. They also claim innocence afterward. They’re the innocent little imps.
The “normal” never get labeled anything else, despite coming out heavy as:
Spoilt airheads, loose-lips, chatter boxes, gossip junkies, creeps, snoops, subservient pawns and puppets, sleeping sheep, empty barrels, country bumpkins, energy parasites, agitators, and petty, catty mischief makers -
- All just commonplace and normal and never labelled.
The behavior is that of hollowed-out husks, shells of human beings on grey, bland cloned conveyor belts and hamster wheel cycles.
It’s “rude” to label them and the zombie mob will simply reprimand you for it. On a broke shithole, they put all value on what external consumer items somebody has and nothing on the intrinsic. Vain and shallow is the way.
Beauty inspires.
Vanity, superficiality, and conceit drains and suppresses.
High class, high value, feminine =/= insecure, petty, superficial slave. It’s superficial slaves, vain gutter snobs VS real beauty and femininity.
One has high value energy that doesn’t impose itself nor dependent on cheap gild for worth, the other is insecure, needy, snobby, drags down and imposes itself. Fake and phony; devil’s deceit.
Beauty inspires. Is multi-faceted, has depth, and can be found anywhere.
Vanity the vice is ugly. Clinging to external gild as a crutch. The diminutive effects are easy to see.
In a place where ideas are more desperately needed than superficiality, they are slaves to basic consumerism and gild. They attack and harass people over it despite their own general look being raggedy, drab, tacky, gaudy, and cheap.
“We don’t have the resources for…” is a common lazy excuse for their mediocrity.
The only lack of resources on these islands is between these people’s heads.