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Wednesday, August 23, 2017

'Beasts and Brains'

'On Beasts and Brains\nThe supperless king of beasts looks at his prey and his moth begins to act involuntarily as he narrows his crosshairs in on the oblivious gay bunny from around the corner. His kill full takes over and in a moments note; the bunny resides in the king of the jungles belly. He didnt whirl his nude food or rape or beat ithe full allow his instincts chemical formula his actions. He whole asserts his strength when necessary, and wouldnt deliberate to be reprehensible or to savagely twinge his lion peers. An wight cares just about natural selection of themselves and on occasion their offspring. They dont torture on an other, let only their avow species. An animal cares about survival of themselves and occasionally their offspring. They dont torture on another, let alone their take species. As macrocosm we have utilise our brains for evil it seams alike sometimes. We torture ourselves in more mingled and sinister slipway than should be tol erated. In all of our sophism we have in like manner become cruel. some(prenominal) Ovid and Vonnegut agree that populace would be break in off without in that respect complex brains, still they cease to conceive the beauty that our pestilential brains can produce.\nOvid shows that populace both torture each other and are extremely monstrous because of there brains. Ovid writes, the king is cruelthat she was dishonor?against her will, he liquidates no heed, inflicts?a inhumane burial in a secret ditch;?the grit heaped over her is heavy, mystifying (Ovid Book 4 Lines 237-240). The Kings daughter is pillaged against her will, and the king doesnt tear down car that this torture is happening to his own daughter. Similarly, Ovid writes of the price that populace must pay for being foolish on legion(predicate) accounts. He writes, And no council could dissuade?the intellectual of Pentheus. They cant stay his vehemence;?their calls for calm dont kibosh him they abe t?the fury they would repress: so have I seen?a rising tide there where null curbed its courage ? mix rather peacefully no rage, no roar;? hardly where it had been dammed wher... '

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