The Psychology Of Rabbits

Typical:

Jamel Dunn, 32, of Cocoa, drowned in a retention pond July 9. His body was recovered July 14, two days after his fiancee reported him missing. Late last week, a friend of Dunn’s family came across the video on social media and forwarded it to authorities in Brevard County.

In the video, which was published by the Florida Today newspaper Thursday, the teens can be heard laughing at Dunn as he splashes futilely in the water and screams for help.

“Get out the water, you gonna die,” yells one, while another yells, “ain’t nobody fixing to help you, you dumb (expletive).” As Dunn disappears under the water, one of the teens says, “Oh, he just died.”

Investigators say none of the teens — all between 14 and 16 years old — called 911 to report Dunn’s drowning or tried to help the man.

As a little kid, I fed the animals around the house and tamed them, mostly birds, rabbits, squirrels, pheasants, and so on. When you put out food like seeds and rabbit pellets, you will mostly attract large groups of r-strategists. I think for that reason, even today I naturally view the prey species sympathetically, and psychologically frown on their predators. It is stupid, I know, but I have always felt a strange, unrequited kinship with all the prey species who would run and fly up to me eagerly, when I went outside. They kind of felt like friends, and though I knew they wouldn’t mourn my death, I liked them for some reason, and their deaths would still bother me. When a pheasant walks up to you proudly with his new mates cautiously following behind him, or a chickadee brings its offspring to your hand, it feels like they are friends who trust you.

While watching a nature show recently, a lone wolf was trying to take down a caribou in a large herd. I immediately felt myself in the caribou’s position, and sympathized with its plight. The wolf ran at the herd, and it scattered, like water flowing away from a high point. The wolf ran until it locked in on one caribou and caught a piece of its hock. It hung on, and the long struggle began as the wolf tried to slowly move his hold up on the caribou as the caribou tried to catch him with a kick from his rear leg, a struggle which the caribou would ultimately lose.

But in between the start of the struggle and the end, hundreds, if not thousands of caribou watched from the distance, as their compatriot fell, got up, ran, kicked with its hind legs at the wolf, fell, got up, kicked some more, spun around, and all the while the wolf slowly worked up to its neck, seeking the carotid and the jugular.

As I envisioned myself as the caribou, I couldn’t help but think of Bill Whittle’s example of r and K, where if he was a K-antelope and somebody attacked his herd, he would have organized a team to gather and fight back. At any time, fifteen or twenty Caribou could have run up and impaled the wolf on their antlers, while the wolf was occupied with his victim. They could have bit the wolf’s back legs, and probably severed tendons. They could have kicked it with their hind legs and broken its ribs. Hundreds could have run up and stomped it to death. But not a one cared. It didn’t anger them, and they felt no kinship or empathy with the victim.

The last shot, after the caribou had fallen and died, was of the herd running away, flowing up and over a hill like a stream of water. Their friend was dead, and it was clear none of them cared. They were on to the next pasture, hundreds of individuals, each one alone, who only felt fear for their own well being and nothing else.

You see all of this in human r-strategists, from the lack of care for those in their own herd, to the demand that nobody attack the predators who are preying on their own. My own belief is the r-strategist is programmed to support the predator, because without predation K-selection would take over, and the r-selected psychology would disappear at the hands of the K-strategists in their midst. The predator actually protects their psychology, by eliminating their real enemy the K-strategist.

r and K are almost supernatural spirits, battling to determine the very nature of the beings they occupy. One faces its enemies directly, and battles them to their face as it loves and protects its own, while the other is truly the offspring of the father of lies, and like him seeks nothing but the suffering of everyone – even of its own.

Here, these kids had absolutely no care for anyone. They were amused by the suffering, terror, and death of their own. They are no different from all the leftists who dismiss the rapes of innocent young girls in Europe by the migrant crime squad, or the criminal advocates who dismiss the pain and suffering of the victims of crime. Their psychology will never bring anything of value to civilization, or create any of the greatness they parasitize to survive.

Have no illusions what party they will all vote for, or what political ideology flows from their values.

Spread r/K Theory, because the rabbits are not loyal to anyone