From where do we get our wisdom?
Whether it's the knowing glare at the
kids who are learning their limits, or the gut feeling to remove
yourself from a situation, there seems to be a place of, not even
pure knowledge, but contentedness and knowing
that we're convinced we're apart of as we get older.
Surely
much of it is bred from experience. Incomplete experience, but first
hand knowledge nonetheless. Maybe you started out in an abusive
relationship, but not until you got out, spent a couple years playing
the field, then sat down and compared that relationship to a flier,
does it set in that you were in fact in an abusive place. At the
time, you had nothing to compare it to. What he did or how you spoke
to each other was “normal.” It set the groundwork for how you
conceive of yourself, as well as how two people are supposed to
conduct themselves in a relationship.
Being
unlikely to be abused by my female counterparts in any romantic set
up, my closest analogy is my home life growing up. I even had one
reasonable and chilled out parent and one crazy one. But that didn't
make the beatings, headaches, and drama anything less than “normal”
when I fucked something up. Looking back I'd think that I'd never
what to react that way to a child. But at the time, it was just
understood that if something got broken or if a chore wasn't done, we
risked being hit or having something of ours broken in return.
There's a whole host of things I could claim to “really really
know” about abuse.
And
how often do we run into someone who has that kind of knowing
confidence about something, but
still remain actually ignorant or are stuck perpetuating a problem?
It serves as a point of massive confusion. Take something like
dating. How many know-it-all tips and tricks are there about how you
should monitor your drink or if a guy does X it means he wants Y?
I've read about girls who've been drugged on multiple occasions that
it would be hard to blame for “taking it for granted” that guys
in general are going to behave a certain way. Ultimately though, are
they right?
There's
a battle between your experience and statistics, and you rarely ever
know or consider the statistics. I think often the most egregious
examples of the cliches are what get talked about the most, and
therefore become the norm. Tonight, for example, we had to dodge puke
on the way to the bars. I pulled open a bathroom where a guy was
sitting on a toilet puking on the floor between his legs. These
things seem much more likely in the first few weeks of school than
any other time I experience the bars. Is the conclusion then “All
new 21 year old kids can't hold their liquor!” Not exactly.
Socrates
was told by the Oracles at Delphi that he was wisest among all men
because he understood that he didn't really know anything. The whole
Socratic method boils down to feigning ignorance and asking an
endless amount of questions of those who purport to be leaders or
intellectuals. The first time you drink too much, in a way, could
boil down to asking yourself what your limits are. You could be
“wise” in pursuing that knowledge and learning your limits. You
could also do it at your house and puke in a toilet, thus gaining
more wise points if you will, but even when dealing with areas prone
to irresponsibility and abuse there can be an ethic guiding your
decision making.
This
is why I have a problem with “moral blankets.” You can see in my
old writing me expressing a kind of certitude about drinking or
sexual pursuits that I find cringe worthy today. It may have been in
a righteous vein, but it wasn't appreciating nuance. It didn't care
about the details, and it certainly didn't concern itself with the
environment from which its opinion came.
But
I'm concerned with how we impart wisdom en mass. My ever worth noting
hatred of cliches means that if I have kids, I don't want them to
ever think “that's life.” That's not wisdom, it's a cop out. I
don't want them to hear about warring states and have conflict become
normalized. I think about places like Middle Way House that protect
women to the best of their ability, but how do we get and perpetuate
a message of what abuse looks like so that it's stopped or curbed
before lives are threatened? How do we alter the playing field in
general? No one wants to think “well men are always bigger and more
violent, so this is about the appropriate number of women we can
expect to be abused.”
I
think it first starts with being like Socrates. First, you don't know
anything. Now you're prepared to figure out what you might know. Now
you can develop a habit of questions on questions without losing your
mind. You can allow for difference and nuance without throwing out
the underlying ethic.
I
think it's important to state a kind of character that you need to
adopt to proceed in a Socratic way. Socrates didn't fear death. In
his mind, he didn't know what lied beyond so it was silly to get
worked up. I think we often treat our conception of the world as a
precious model that can never die. If it does, we'll never be able to
reorient ourselves again. To force your perspective, to hold yourself
accountable, and to internalize the consequences of change are fairly
dramatic shifts in thinking if you're in a comfortable rut.
Do you
have to live your parents mistakes? Do you have to live up to the,
poorly defined, “societal expectations?” Is your horrible
experience with a parent or spouse the guiding light in all your
future relationships? Does your struggle inform and broaden your
perspective or trap you? It all boils down to essentially the same
thing. From where are you going to acquire wisdom?
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