There’s this fantasy book where a badass warrior monk flashes back to when his teacher taught him how to fight:
A master monk is preparing to teach his young students the martial arts so he takes them out to the forest and says there is a war happening all around us. Who can tell me what it is? Finally one of the kids realizes and shouts it’s the trees!
And the monk says yes and explains the resource competition and how all the trees fight to secure their place in the sunlight. Then he says “Today children, I will teach you how to war for space”. And the chapter ends.
Shit was so cash. The Warrior Prophet by R. Scott Bakker
War is the competition for control over resources, a battle every form of life partakes in.
There’s this fantasy book where a badass warrior monk flashes back to when his teacher taught him how to fight:
A master monk is preparing to teach his young students the martial arts so he takes them out to the forest and says there is a war happening all around us. Who can tell me what it is? Finally one of the kids realizes and shouts it’s the trees!
And the monk says yes and explains the resource competition and how all the trees fight to secure their place in the sunlight. Then he says “Today children, I will teach you how to war for space”. And the chapter ends.
Shit was so cash. The Warrior Prophet by R. Scott Bakker
Oh, so that’s what it’s good for.
Wars and plagues are the only two things that brake check our species numbers.
Which would make humans the least likely to participate, but here we are.
Why would it? We are the best at it of the larger forms for life. We control an entire planet and can physically stand on other worlds.
We fight over which god is real, which skin color is best and artificially restrict access to “resources”. We can choose to not wage war but don’t.
All of which is part of the battle for resources.