As the earth’s owners march forward in their covert campaign to moronify the masses so as to make them more controllable and more amenable to a life of service to the elites, the masses have, as intended, become more moronic. But, the resulting lack of achievement, lack of intelligence, and absence of any creative, generative life output sets up a powerful dissonance within said individual. The dissonance lies between the adopted imbecile state covertly imposed upon him through public education mass media, and culture destruction on the one hand, and, on the other hand, his innate spark of creativity, intelligence loving, and truth seeking that has been born into each and every one of us. Even the most beaten down oxen-human still retains within him a kernel of godliness, an epicenter of desire for good, for knowledge, for creativity and for achievement. It will never be snuffed out completely as it is as organic to us as is our heart or lungs.
This state of dissonance demands resolution and is a constant source of anxiety. Resolving dissonance involves bringing the two states into unison. Hopefully, each person will try to resolve the disparity by becoming as completely aligned with his innate, natural state, as possible so as to become, as much as possible, the creature that God or Nature, whichever you prefer, intended with the creation. Sadly, though, this response does not seem to be the common response in our current, intellectually feudal, society. Far too many choose to remain on the owner’s prescribed path toward moronity. They just keep drinking the Kool-Aid and making perpetual love to their brain suck devices. They, as one of my law school mates often warned me, are fit to be governed, and little more.
The “Gouldie” utterer is likely one of these sheep, living the intellectually dead life his owners have set out for him. But, he still feels the dissonance. One way of alleviating the pain of intellectual death state, is to pretend to be more than he is. Since he habits a piano forum, what better way than to pretend to be somehow more intimate, more familiar, more like, someone who did not choose moronification, but instead, went on to develop his talents and become great at his chosen avocation. The rest of us call Glenn Gould Glen Gould. But, those in the know, those in Gould’s inner circle, those on Gould’s level might naturally refer to Gould by some term of endearment or affection. Why not pretend to be there? Why not masturbate his ego just a little, and elevate himself above the common PW patron through the pretense of a relationship with Gould? Pretending to be what one could have, or should have, become is a common, but ultimately ineffective response to dissonance.
This character (the “Gouldie” utterer) probably lives quite a lot in a fantasy world. He may have just been in the throes of the gnawing personal deficit of the passive, submissive life he has willingly accepted from his owners, and just needed to stroke himself for some temporary relief.
Have pity on him.
