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Chapter 1 Animals
If you’ve ever been around animals for any length of time, you know that, though they have things in common with the human species, their behavior, without some sort of rules and discipline, is unacceptable to us. Whether it’s a nip from their natural mama, or a scolding from their human daddy, most have the ability to learn at least some rudimentary manners. Left to their own devices, animals, including humans, will do what’s best for them. They won’t stop until the pain outweighs the pleasure.
Pain could be a beating from the guy you stole from, an arrest or big fine from the judicial system, or simply a horrible feeling of guilt. We don’t want to let our family, friends or deity down. Thankfully, the latter works well for most, excluding socio/psychopaths. We’ve been taught societal, sometimes religious rules, from the very start. “No. No. No, Jimmy. That toy belongs to Johnny. We have to earn things we want.” “Use your words, Susie. We don’t hurt other people when we’re angry.” “God doesn’t like that.” We learn that it’s not right to do some things that our pleasure seeking bodies and minds would really like to, if there were no consequences, even if the only reason is the Golden Rule. “I’d feel really bad if I were on the other side of this behavior.” But what if the rules were different?
Have you ever seen a rooster when a new hen is introduced to the coop? A particular rooster will immediately run over, pin the novel hen down, and have his way with her, effectively marking his territory. It’s called the Coolidge effect. He will do this all day long, anytime he wants, as many times as he wants, to as many hens as he wants. And want he does. 10-30 times a day. In fact, if there are not enough hens to satisfy him (8-12), his excessive mating causes too much stress on the hens.
There’s a definite hierarchy in the coop, which may contain many hens and a few roosters. There is one cock that rules the roost. He’s the biggest, strongest and toughest one of the bunch. Similar to other male animals that live in community, he’s the alpha, and has unlimited sexual access to the females. If any of the other males try to take their turn, he will aggressively attack them, then likely have at her, just to show his dominance. I’ve heard told that some species’ alpha males actually change physically from all of the chemicals released during sex.
Imagine if the rules didn’t forbid it. Imagine what would happen if we retained most of our manners, but our sexual behavior more closely mimicked the animals...
Chapter 1 Animals
If you’ve ever been around animals for any length of time, you know that, though they have things in common with the human species, their behavior, without some sort of rules and discipline, is unacceptable to us. Whether it’s a nip from their natural mama, or a scolding from their human daddy, most have the ability to learn at least some rudimentary manners. Left to their own devices, animals, including humans, will do what’s best for them. They won’t stop until the pain outweighs the pleasure.
Pain could be a beating from the guy you stole from, an arrest or big fine from the judicial system, or simply a horrible feeling of guilt. We don’t want to let our family, friends or deity down. Thankfully, the latter works well for most, excluding socio/psychopaths. We’ve been taught societal, sometimes religious rules, from the very start. “No. No. No, Jimmy. That toy belongs to Johnny. We have to earn things we want.” “Use your words, Susie. We don’t hurt other people when we’re angry.” “God doesn’t like that.” We learn that it’s not right to do some things that our pleasure seeking bodies and minds would really like to, if there were no consequences, even if the only reason is the Golden Rule. “I’d feel really bad if I were on the other side of this behavior.” But what if the rules were different?
Have you ever seen a rooster when a new hen is introduced to the coop? A particular rooster will immediately run over, pin the novel hen down, and have his way with her, effectively marking his territory. It’s called the Coolidge effect. He will do this all day long, anytime he wants, as many times as he wants, to as many hens as he wants. And want he does. 10-30 times a day. In fact, if there are not enough hens to satisfy him (8-12), his excessive mating causes too much stress on the hens.
There’s a definite hierarchy in the coop, which may contain many hens and a few roosters. There is one cock that rules the roost. He’s the biggest, strongest and toughest one of the bunch. Similar to other male animals that live in community, he’s the alpha, and has unlimited sexual access to the females. If any of the other males try to take their turn, he will aggressively attack them, then likely have at her, just to show his dominance. I’ve heard told that some species’ alpha males actually change physically from all of the chemicals released during sex.
Imagine if the rules didn’t forbid it. Imagine what would happen if we retained most of our manners, but our sexual behavior more closely mimicked the animals...