Intellect without soul. Ponder that for a moment. On first consideration it may be doing without thinking, but it's deeper than that. It's doing without caring. And perhaps it's more than that.
The Best and the Brightest. A phrase that has been bandied about a lot. Graduate in the top percentage of your class at Harvard and ride the shuttle to Wall Street. Money Express. Intellect without soul.
Lawyers rising to the top of their game. Writing briefs parsing words, massaging truths, authorizing torture by saying it's not torture. International law doesn't understand our need, the Geneva Convention is outdated, obscure. We are The Best and the Brightest. Intellect without soul.
Board rooms across the world, men in suits sit and discuss how to make the profit margin wider. More profit is necessary, more profit is good. Hong Kong was a great run, but now Mainland China is better. No regulations and the masses will work for nothing. Profit will be so high that a few pesky lawsuits over dead children, dead pets, a drop in the ocean. Profit. Intellect without soul.
A state governor, a good christian man, threatens to veto any budget that comes to his desk with income tax increases meant to close a whopping deficit. He smiles benignly at the camera, speaks in a soft, convincing voice and says that more cuts are needed. We can't raise taxes on those who can afford to help in crisis. That's just wrong. Cut social services more, cut state healthcare for lower income people. Cut police and fire services. Cut, cut, cut. Intellect without soul.
It comes at you with a smile and an outstretched hand. It speaks with a voice of reason, it tells you it has your best interest at heart, just let it be. All will be well. It's raw capitalism without restraint, it's raw power without control, it's ideology without heart.