Blind lead the blind
You find it particularly outrageous
“Blind shouldn’t lead the blind”
Sounds dangerous
But it happens
Sighted lead the blind
Is this the alternative?
Is this so great?
Sighted can lead the blind wherever he wants
Sounds dangerous
“But sighted cares for the blind”
Maybe he does
But he can’t give them their sight back, can he?
Blind lead the blind
You think it’s outrageous
You are outraged by the ignorance of some
Ignorance of the politicians
Ignorance of the teachers
Ignorance of the gurus
Ignorance of the CEOs
But what does it help?
You only follow them because you’re blind yourself
You would obviously not follow the blind if you could only see
“But we shouldn’t let that ignorance be”
Blind lead the blind
Their ignorance reflects our own
“Sighted should lead the blind”
But sighted can’t SEE everything FOR you, can he?
You must learn to see yourself
So here’s about the fools who presume to lead the blind hoards
You can “expose” them or not
But really — if you can’t PROVE THEM, with great clarity, to be the CHARLATANS you believe them to be — then what’s the point?
What if THAT’s the place where the hoards want to go?
What if hoards want to be beguiled? What if hoards want to be fooled?
And if you, clever boy, can’t prove the untruth of the “leaders” — neither will fools
And why should they listen to you, white knight whistle-blower?
If they can’t PROVE themselves that their gurus and leaders are blind — what is your advantage?
Just because you dub everyone blind doesn’t mean you are sighted
This is the problem of criticism
It doesn’t provide solutions
And then, you know, if everyone’s blind — whose gonna lead?
The LOUDEST BLINDMAN!
The hierarchy is an extremely primordial mechanism, far preceding and presupposing societal constructs
We’re all blind
And we just want to feel a little less blind
So I don’t mind the blind leading the blind
Nor do I appreciate being led, by sighted or blinded
I don’t want to be lead
I want to make my own mistakes
And i don’t want to lead
Because I am not interested in the admiration of the sheep
But i don’t mind the blind leading the blind
Because I can’t help those poor sheep
I can’t prove to them that the sheep or the wolf which is “leading” them is indeed the root of all evil, or something
I make my own mistakes — I am not such an expert on someone else’s shortcomings
Indeed it’s immaterial
You should lead you
And then who cares what wolf or sheep, what sighted satan or blind mortal is leading the poor fools
You go and make your own mistakes
You go your way
And you don’t have the time for outrage either
You have your own problems to solve
You have your own home to bring into order, before you take on the world
Follow no one: They are blind — and even if they can see — they can never lead you to where you must go
But don’t worry about the BLIND MASS ON THE EDGE OF THE PRECIPICE