It’s not a very grand or complicated idea, but you’re wrong
about how to fix things. It’s not a problem that you are wrong, it’s a problem
that you forgot how wrongness dictates your life. That is, while you’re working
on something you think is going to help and fix things, the problem is shifting
in real time. The only way to avoid constantly pursuing the fleeting problem is
to suss out constants. Despite what we’d like to believe about ourselves
blossoming into beautiful individuals, what can be said about us that remains
true should be the operative way we approach anything we’d like to call a “fix”
for something.
You need to eat. You need to be protected from the weather and disease and animals stronger than you. Without an appeal to Maslow, merely existing should almost be a throwaway concept with our access to these means. There’s an economic fervor underpinning our warped morality with regard to who gets access and why. To my mind, the extent that you persistently appeal to the economic incentive, you skip right over your basic animality let alone humanity. One does not improve an environment that disavows the animals that inhabit it.
As such “society” is not something to be fixed, but something to be accounted for. As long as one person is still starving, you’re employing the wrong method. The ethics can presume to be there, the practical reality does not manifest. An impersonal monolithic conception of society and what any one member’s “quantified effort” amounts to betray your ripping your bread in half to feed your compatriot. It also obscures the repercussions if you found yourself, or others found out, you were unwilling to do so.
No matter individual personal testimony, efforts in vain to help remain in vain. If you dove into a pool and nearly drown holding one child’s head above water while you watch dozens around them drown, are you going to feel good about yourself? I’d ask who threw all these kids in the pool in the first place or at least who gave them the ability to kill themselves. Why was no emergency valve in place to drain the pool or nobody watching them? In reality, when you’re piecemeal addressing cases of abuse or mental illness, even if you mean the world to a patient, what’s the world really look like that you’re both operating in?
By asking these kinds of questions and insisting on a kind of futility and mockery about our caring souls we can move into a realm where we could do more. Is it enough to lobby? Is it enough to hold meetings with the Committee on Finally Kicking Ass and Taking Names? When you see some ineloquent bleeding heart artist tell you to “fix yourself” they’re making the same empty mass appeal that makes their conscience feel covered, but doesn’t lay out the rules for doing so. They don’t say, “Shame yourself.” They don’t say, “Read these ten books first.” They don’t say, “Be like this thought leader.” They say we’re sick, keep coughing until we get over fascism. Like and subscribe and share and then we can begin to change the world in the comments.
I need people who’ve gotten over themselves and their bad idea of ethical behavior. I’m willing to fight about it. Sometimes, you just really don’t know anything and shouldn’t speak. It’s a moral decision to waste your effort and impose your guilt and sense of inadequacy on someone else. If you don’t know the story, don’t feel prompted to offer “fixes” that just get in the way. To this end, if that speaks to the reason I don’t hear much feedback, then I appreciate you. At the same time, feel ashamed and learn more. I think a big reason we’re in this fascist mess has been spoken about with regard to the road to hell and your best intentions.
I don’t like that people think it isn’t work to be genuinely moral. It has nothing to do with how you feel about yourself. It has to do with your approach and appreciation for your circumstances. I don’t think I can save the world. I think I can account for my animal in a way all animals require. I don’t require hundreds of ignorant opinions or arbitrary validation or condemnation. After I’m fed and housed, I require thought. I require honesty, trust, and loyalty. These are practically myths online. You choke on what people are offering by way of judgment or “assistance,” or else. Then, true to their nature, they get angry when they haven’t fixed you for all of their heart and circumspect sincerity.
I sense no general trend toward addressing the failures of our descriptions or capacity to recognize what it is about us that needs fixing. Everybody wants to rule the world, even if that rule is “that’s not my problem.” I see it as a failure of recognition and counting. I see it is as big dumb ego. Have you been paying attention? Did I tell you to fix anything? Did I claim to be moral? Have I identified anything convoluted to account for no matter when or where you’re born? Would you be helping the conversation by screaming, “People need water too, you didn’t say water!” If you’re listening close enough, you’ll hear how much of the discourse reduces to inane anger-worthy input like that. Then, closely follows, “What asshole, I was just trying to help!”
You need to eat. You need to be protected from the weather and disease and animals stronger than you. Without an appeal to Maslow, merely existing should almost be a throwaway concept with our access to these means. There’s an economic fervor underpinning our warped morality with regard to who gets access and why. To my mind, the extent that you persistently appeal to the economic incentive, you skip right over your basic animality let alone humanity. One does not improve an environment that disavows the animals that inhabit it.
As such “society” is not something to be fixed, but something to be accounted for. As long as one person is still starving, you’re employing the wrong method. The ethics can presume to be there, the practical reality does not manifest. An impersonal monolithic conception of society and what any one member’s “quantified effort” amounts to betray your ripping your bread in half to feed your compatriot. It also obscures the repercussions if you found yourself, or others found out, you were unwilling to do so.
No matter individual personal testimony, efforts in vain to help remain in vain. If you dove into a pool and nearly drown holding one child’s head above water while you watch dozens around them drown, are you going to feel good about yourself? I’d ask who threw all these kids in the pool in the first place or at least who gave them the ability to kill themselves. Why was no emergency valve in place to drain the pool or nobody watching them? In reality, when you’re piecemeal addressing cases of abuse or mental illness, even if you mean the world to a patient, what’s the world really look like that you’re both operating in?
By asking these kinds of questions and insisting on a kind of futility and mockery about our caring souls we can move into a realm where we could do more. Is it enough to lobby? Is it enough to hold meetings with the Committee on Finally Kicking Ass and Taking Names? When you see some ineloquent bleeding heart artist tell you to “fix yourself” they’re making the same empty mass appeal that makes their conscience feel covered, but doesn’t lay out the rules for doing so. They don’t say, “Shame yourself.” They don’t say, “Read these ten books first.” They don’t say, “Be like this thought leader.” They say we’re sick, keep coughing until we get over fascism. Like and subscribe and share and then we can begin to change the world in the comments.
I need people who’ve gotten over themselves and their bad idea of ethical behavior. I’m willing to fight about it. Sometimes, you just really don’t know anything and shouldn’t speak. It’s a moral decision to waste your effort and impose your guilt and sense of inadequacy on someone else. If you don’t know the story, don’t feel prompted to offer “fixes” that just get in the way. To this end, if that speaks to the reason I don’t hear much feedback, then I appreciate you. At the same time, feel ashamed and learn more. I think a big reason we’re in this fascist mess has been spoken about with regard to the road to hell and your best intentions.
I don’t like that people think it isn’t work to be genuinely moral. It has nothing to do with how you feel about yourself. It has to do with your approach and appreciation for your circumstances. I don’t think I can save the world. I think I can account for my animal in a way all animals require. I don’t require hundreds of ignorant opinions or arbitrary validation or condemnation. After I’m fed and housed, I require thought. I require honesty, trust, and loyalty. These are practically myths online. You choke on what people are offering by way of judgment or “assistance,” or else. Then, true to their nature, they get angry when they haven’t fixed you for all of their heart and circumspect sincerity.
I sense no general trend toward addressing the failures of our descriptions or capacity to recognize what it is about us that needs fixing. Everybody wants to rule the world, even if that rule is “that’s not my problem.” I see it as a failure of recognition and counting. I see it is as big dumb ego. Have you been paying attention? Did I tell you to fix anything? Did I claim to be moral? Have I identified anything convoluted to account for no matter when or where you’re born? Would you be helping the conversation by screaming, “People need water too, you didn’t say water!” If you’re listening close enough, you’ll hear how much of the discourse reduces to inane anger-worthy input like that. Then, closely follows, “What asshole, I was just trying to help!”
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