They have experienced the most glorious period of mankind, and they have also experienced the most tragic failure of mankind. From establishing colonial governments on twelve planets to being defeated by robot slaves created by himself. A moment ago, I was still enjoying the loneliness of "Hit the top of the sky" and "The cold from a high place". At this time, he had fled in a panic under the fire of Cylons, watching the enemy's tracks tremblingly, for fear of avoiding it.
The wisdom and technology of Cylons have far exceeded the imagination of human beings. Now they are not only iron-skin robots, but also have the same appearance as humans, even thinking and emotional individuals. They can transfer their memories by uploading and downloading after "death", so that their lives can continue indefinitely on different copies. They merged into the human world, met and fell in love with mankind, and fought side by side. After winning the trust of mankind, they carried out a devastating blow to mankind.
Whether it is "betrayal" or "revolution", it is just an expression of the war from a different standpoint. And human beings who have long been intoxicated in the illusion of their creation have long been destined to unknowingly fall into the bottom of destruction.
The survival instinct of the losers defeated their desire for revenge, so the 50,000 people who survived finally chose to embark on this escape route. Their goal-the earth-is a mysterious place that only exists in ancient books and myths. Rebuilding a new home there has become the ultimate hope of these fugitives.
But even so, on this long, long, beacon-free road, they still can’t put aside the selfish and cowardly nature of human beings. The interests and desires of individuals and small groups will always surpass those of the remaining 50,000 people. Above the common interest. And all the human qualities framed with "beautiful" on the surface are more like facial masks portrayed on "wretched" faces. With a reluctant and uncertain attitude, they knead together like sand under a high degree of external pressure, and as long as there is a little chance, those human vices will flourish and flourish again.
People, always like this, some of them will pretend to express either-or views, and point fingers at everything they don’t understand. Most of them are divided into different, even hostile groups due to blind obedience and stubbornness. . They have stupid and ignorant leaders who are constantly fighting and fighting for the cause of "doing nothing", but they are unwilling to see the overall situation and common vision, and they are constantly pursuing various forms of self-satisfaction. Self-consumption. Perseverance, firmness, firmness-making a gimmick-are more like the arbitrariness and recklessness of an independent husband.
Just imagine, if there were no Cylons to follow them and attack them from time to time, forcing them to work together, what kind of situation would this group of human orphans be in, because of internal disputes and disturbances, they would be caught in blood red and pale colors. Continue to weaken until it dies.
However, as I continued to gather and express my negative emotions about all the characters and stories in this American drama, I became more and more frightened.
Me, what kind of human individual is me at this moment? Isn't I saying "self-righteously expressing either-or views, pointing fingers at things that I don't understand"?
Every individual and every group on our planet is the same, and what will be the outcome of all of this caused by this? Will there be another earth?
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