Having deep Arуan roots and meaning bad, harmful, and related to ill and vile rather than devil and villain, evil is a word I try not to use lightly. The Christian use of the term as a form of bad thought, of bad beliefs, has stayed with us in forms of secular ideology. This has further attached itself to race, with some people regarded as in capable of large scale evil and other peoples regarded as in capable of not doing evil, even unconsciously. This ironically brings us full circle to the fact that evil is subjective, that the harm a lion does to a hyena is good for lions and bad for hyenas, and what a hyena might do to a lion is likewise a matter of perspective. Any attempt to establish a doctrine of what is evil, that applies to all people or all beings, will naturally result in creating artificial categories of evil, with all omnivores who elect to be meat eaters perhaps evil.

I attempt only to establish the parameters for my use of the term evil below and choose harm as the base criteria. In considering acts of nature, I am reminded of God speaking to Moses about doing evil to God’s people. This was categorized as punishment, moving me to consider punishment as evil visited upon a doer of evil.

In considering harm, let’s consider breadth and depth. For instance the emotional trauma of being injured is a factor in addition to, and sometimes exceeding, the mechanical injury. Likewise an ambush by a friend, a traitor is more upsetting than at the hands of a dedicated foe. This brings me to an example from my life, expressed in my rare feelings of anger towards aggressors.

I faced three types of aggressors, from most to least common:

-1. Violent criminals of enemy races, whose forefathers had been brought to the land of my birth long after my ancestors settled there, many in my life time, who hunted me like an animal on the streets of my home town. Hundreds of attacks by my hereditary enemies never triggered anger on my part. These yo’s and spics were doing their job, honestly, openly.

Never once did I show anger at these Negroes or sandlings.

-2. Police, whose activity angered me, an anger that burned with an especially hot brand as it was bracketed by the lies that they only attacked my enemies, whose allies they actually were, and by the HOLY LIE that they protected and served me, their prey?

My simmering anger was well hidden under a mask of badge-kissing terror.

-3. Other white trash, who were like me hunted by blacks and cops, chose violence against me was a means of soothing the hurt of domination and displacement.

I had a very hard time swallowing this anger, because it was amplified in depth by the cowardice and betrayal of men like me in class, race and predicament choosing me as prey, some even sniffing me out as human blood hounds for their black masters.

I will use this as my guide: how broad is the harm, and how much deeper is it driven into the human soul by aggravating factors?

Little Evil

Donnie went to the bar yesterday and intentionally coughed in the barmaid’s face to spread his cold. He did so either for joy or company in suffering. That is evil, and in a world without laws, I might have slain him with good cause. But laws protect evil doers far more than they protect the innocent.

Great Evil

A company develops a virus to infect people so it can sell a bogus cure.

Greater Evil

The people charged with protecting our health are in on the grift and pass laws, mandates and such and make management decisions that increase the illness and cause economic and social distress.

Greatest Evil

Media, medicine and government conspire to lie about all of the above, driving millions of people insane, into drug addiction, booze, violence and depression, all of these needs profiting the corporations and governing bodies that deal in these issues, from liquor and weed taxes, to homeless incarceration and removal and ultimately medical treatment.

These two higher levels of evil multiply sorrow, reducing the subject population’s resistance to its farming.

I wonder, aside from betrayal and alienation, is their a higher form of evil?

Killing is terminal harm.

Killers though, do not regard it as the worst form. To killers, torture, to include needless suffering inflicted through lack of skill, is worse than the act of killing.

Worse yet is the sadist, the person who inflicts suffering for pleasure.

Worse still is defamation of the dead, the reduction of the action of killing to something as base as cutting grass or spraying weed killer, divesting the terminal actor of any honor, at once debasing the killed and the killer, as in postmodern remote warfare.

There is also this question of the remote. Among the few shreds of human culture which still value Honor, there is a sense that remote action, of pure management, of the “shot caller’ having no “skin in the game,” must cultivate an increasingly evil setting, a worse world.

So, the ultimate actor would naturally be a being with no skin in the game, a supra-natural entity who may only profit by suffering through the sadistic pleasures of devouring innocence, of crushing hope, of drinking tears, of swallowing the sorrows of the departing and the deserted and farming that suffering as a sustainable well of harm.

I believe that such supra-natural beings exist.

I also believe that among their more capable earthly servants are those who mimic them, by farming suffering, not just for gain, but for the pleasure of imbibing sorrow.

Debt creation and management has long been believed by various moral authorities as evil, as this process creates vast fields of want and suffering where there was none, in order to benefit the few, under the pretext of benefiting the many. Therefore, THE LIE, deceit, particularly in the guise of aid, as put forth by Satan in Job, Luke and Mathew fits the infliction of the broadest and deepest hurts.

Doing harm increases when done:

needlessly

broadly

cruelly

deceitfully

in betrayal

remotely

for pleasure

These are my guide for the inquiry into the Enemy of All Mankind.

Who are the fiends that, as on Hesiod’s Shield of Herakles, drink not only men’s blood but dine upon our earthly torments and eternal hopes?

If we cannot identify them, who are their earthly servants?