Sic Transit Gloria Mundi (Here, kitties! Live chow, a grad student no less).

I think that it has been well established that "conservatives" or whatever it is they call themselves these days (e.g., storm troopers) in matters concerning politics value little more than the state's power in which they imagine themselves to participate and the supposed glory that war and domestic national securitism brings to them. Now strictly speaking this is a delusion, because their only access to power lies in the accidental agreement of their opinions with those of the managers of the state. This access will evaporate as soon as the state does something that displeases our conservatives. It is always possible, of course, that I am giving these people too much credit and that due to the slavish devotion of conservatives to the Republican party as opposed to any kind of principles derived from economics, natural law, and suchlike, their opinions will simply change along with the policies advocated by the party so as to always be in accord with them.

Be that as it may, however, let us consider those peculiar human desires for power and glory. What are these things really? Does human happiness consist in them? And are they worth pursuing?

First, the definitions. (Active) power is the principle of acting upon something else. Glory means "renown; praise, honor, or distinction extended by common consent". Considering the matter from theistic perspective, it should be obvious that power as such is so attractive to people because it is precisely that which makes them most Godlike, for all things quite naturally desire to be like God, Who is their efficient and final cause. The trouble, however, is that "God's power is His goodness: hence He cannot use His power otherwise than well. But it is not so with men. Consequently it is not enough for man's happiness, that he become like God in power, unless he become like Him in goodness also." [1] So if the president, say, rules with an eye towards the common good, that is, the good shared by all citizens, then his power is undoubtedly a good and admirable thing. But if he does such things as unjustly invade foreign countries, damage the economy, curtail civil liberties, and intrude into the private affairs of individuals, businesses, and states, then his power is thereby being used in an evil manner. And it should be remembered that power is never an end in itself but rather a means to something else, namely, to doing good or goodness.

Further, we can divide power into creative, sustaining, and destructive. Ideally, the job of the federal government, assuming that we need it at all, is merely to preserve order, perhaps by arbitrating disputes between the states and other than that taking upon itself only ceremonial duties. It can never create wealth; it can only squander it or, worse, put the nation in debt. The vast majority of the advances to which we owe our standard of living have been brought into being and spread to the general public by private enterprise. As for destructive power, the feds have it in abundance, and they unleash it without too many qualms on both foreigners and (surely, soon) on the Americans themselves.

Another division of which we can think is power over man, to brainwash or beat him into submission, and power over nature. The question is, how can the state, which has exclusive power over man, be harsh to violent criminals only yet gentle to everyone else? Only a few short years ago conservatives were quoting phrases like "the price of liberty is eternal vigilance" (attributed to Thomas Jefferson), meaning eternal vigilance against the depredations of the government. Indeed, suppressing all liberties and crushing all opposition are occupational hazards of those in charge of the machinery of state. Today all that is forgotten, and the price of "liberty" is murder and mayhem and domestic interventionism in all aspects of life.

In Plato's Republic Socrates argues that in a good society men, being neither money- nor honor-loving, would shun public office and avoid taking power at all costs. For is it not better to receive benefits as a citizen than to dispense them as a ruler (in the form of justice and protection from violence)? The only reason why anyone would agree to run for office and take charge of a city or, by extension, a country, is fear of punishment; in particular, the fear of being ruled by an inferior or wicked man. What a contrast to the real world in which political power is greatly sought after for its own sake, and economic privileges richly flow to the friends of those running the state!

As for glory, it is rightfully given to those who overcome the trials given to them in life, not to those who exalt themselves at other people's expense.

Finally, consider the following before you choose to ally yourself with some center of political power thinking that this will make you secure and happy.

Dmitry Chernikov is a graduate student in philosophy at Kent State University.

For starters, let's get down to basics......

Now that you understand let me reply to your Post....
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You're a 1-bit brain with a parity error
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Your writing has to be a troll.
Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on.
This is an epiphany of stupid for me.
After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have snipped away most of what you wrote, because, well... it didn't really say anything.
Your attempt at constructing a creative post was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective... Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult.
If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.
Originally Posted by FReeper: Firehat

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Thanks to FReeper: b4its2late

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