The ability to discern the true worth of things, in other words judgment, what used to be called 'discrimination,' is what sets man apart.
If effort or hard work were praiseworthy, then horses which willingly run themselves to death would be God's chosen ones.
If teamwork or cooperativeness or altruism were praiseworthy, then bees which kill themselves in order to sting an enemy of the hive, or worker ants toiling away for the sake of their colonies, would be the apple of God's eye.
If loyalty or faithfulness were what mattered then dogs would take the crown.
And so on. The only thing humans are good at is judgment. No other species ever looked at oil and thought, "I bet if we burned this we could drive a piston back and forth which would ultimately lead to motion, especially if we mounted it on wheels." We can see the potential in people, animals, things, laws of physics, plants, that no one else can.
Only humans looked at some wild plants and thought how good they might taste if we selectively bred them to fit our appetites over thousands of years. Only humans looked at some wild animals and thought how useful they might become if we selectively bred them to be docile and helpful around humans so we could put yokes around them. Only humans looked at the lightning in the sky and thought how useful it might be as a light bulb.
Only humans came up with a method of categorization. The most abstract of which is math itself and our endless play with numbers that can do virtually anything. But perhaps more important were categorizing things based on patterns of observation like the periodic table of elements, chemical compounds, molecules, healthy cells versus cancer, etc. With categories humans can do anything. Once we can categorize people we can start to notice patterns of their behavior and whether they're good or bad for others. This is where judgment shines the most -- we start to notice that 'x guy is motivated by that well known vicious motivation that hurts others and thus should be punished.' Or 'y guy is motivated by that well known virtuous impulse that helps others and thus should be rewarded or promoted to higher authority.'
We even start to find patterns of how to find patterns -- this is called logic, and the reverse, patterns of deception, logical fallacies. Judgment, the categorization of things into their proper place, the truth behind an object or person's outer shell, rules supreme in all fields.
With good judgment people can marry happily, win wars, become rich, invent new technologies, or draft the perfect football team. It is the ultimate power and the one virtue that sets us apart from the animals, which have never judged anything in their lives.
Conversely anyone who has a gaggle of virtues shared with animals like altruism or loyalty or hard work is as worthless as a dumb beast so long as he lacks judgment. Actually it's worse than worthless, people with bad judgment invariably lend their power to evil causes and evil deceivers, making every other virtue they have a net negative.
All I want from people is judgment. If they had judgment, they would easily be able to realize that blacks were bad because their crime rate was way too high, or Muslims were bad because their terrorism and backwardness rates were way too high, or Jews were bad because their lying rate was way too high, or homosexuals were bad because their child abuse rates were way too high, or women were bad because their divorce rates were way too high, and so on. All of these things are easily visible to me because I have good judgment, but they're invisible and opaque to everyone else. I'm living in a world of blind fools who fall for every ruse ever invented and when I tell them they're falling for a ruse they look at me like I'm speaking a foreign language. This is because they don't understand logic, the key to penetrating ruses, so it's all Greek to them.
It's humorous that discrimination, the ability to discern the differences between things, is now vilified as the ultimate evil. It's actually the ultimate good. But in a world ruled by Satanists and Satan worshipers, the father of lies, it's no surprise this word is the opposite of everything the world stands for. What else would Satan pick as its least favorite thing except God's favorite thing?
Meanwhile, Card Captor Sakura: Clear Card-hen isn't on hiatus and is being translated after all. You can find the chapters over at nyaa.si, even though they can't be found on manga sites. This is a treasure trove of new chapters to catch up with now. Like Break Blade a lot of projects I thought abandoned are coming back online.
I complain about no one dying in Fairy Tail and One Piece, but that's not true of Bleach. Out of the original 13 captains 7 are dead or essentially dead. Kowamura the dog captain, Aizen who's in solitary confinement forever, Tousen, Unohana, Ukitake, Gin, and Genryusai are all gone by the end of the series. That's over half. It's an impressive, realistic take on war. If you fight often enough eventually you die. That's reality. That's Bleach. That's Kimetsu no Yaiba. That's most definitely not Fairy Tail or One Piece. Or even Naruto, where it's almost impossible to die and even when you do die you're invariably revived anyway. But I guess I'd place Naruto inbetween the two extremes. Dragon Ball is of course a joke. It's easy to die and happens all the time, but it's just as easy to be revived which also happens all the time, so death is a meaningless concept.
Yet again I find myself admiring Bleach so much compared to its rivals. If Tite Kubo actually came back to work and expanded on this 'hell chapter' one-shot I could see Bleach surpassing everybody. But that's just a daydream, Tite Kubo doesn't have it in him.
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