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Originally Posted by Child of the Seventh Age
Sadly, then, I do think Saruman is alive and kicking. When I read LotR it's not Sauron who sends chills up my back. It's Saruman. I have trouble imagining a Sauron taking over things completely in our modern world. I have absolutely no problem imagining a Saruman or two or even more....in government, business, education, and a dozen other situations.
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...and in my own self. Unless, following Mr. Moody, 'constant vigilance' button is not turned 'on' most of the time.
Can not recall exact quote, but the whole Saruman/Sauron comparison reminded me of C.S.Lewis and Screwtape's advice. It ran along lines similar to the following: 'there is no need for great and spectacular sin to get sinner to our father below (i.e. Hell) - repeated practice of common everyday sins is sufficient'. And self-righteous confidence of "Surely, that's
me who's doing things right" is the key to open the process up. (U.S. intelligence investing into Bin-Laden, German
bourgeoisie backing up Hitler - paragons of 'means/ends' confusion, philosophy of 'we'll always be able to get rid of this unreliable partner later')
General flaw of human outlook. Let me set up my neighbour just once today. Not that good it will do him, but it will be profitable for me, and
that's what counts, eh? Let me just have this new car today, and to heck with what happens to oil resources tomorrow. It extends to our own
hröar even - part of nature, aren't they? Let me smoke and enjoy (my sad case here) this cigarette now, and to heck with what x-ray may show tomorrow as the black hole in the place I'm supposed to have lungs.
I definetely agree - we have mini-Saruman deep down inside. Or maybe not that deep, just one peel away. MiniSaruman, fruit of pride and arrogance not yet overwhelming to ripen Saurons, but enough to have [wo]man concentrating on his/herself and own wishes (not needs - what I
want and what I
need are often quite distinct things)
On a lighter side, it is not
up my back and not exactly
chills that take the route of sightseeing, but rather
down the central channel of my spine chord (which, with reference to 'Dumbing Down' thread, luckily has no axe embedded into it yet (do office chairs count?)), and it's
shivers rather...