Government is real good at making things worse and making people who care about justice feel like criminals. I think I would throw up in my police helmet if I was there.
Reading The Idiot again (Dostoevsky) and thinking mockery is an outward expression of inward ignorance and misunderstanding. The characters do not really know or comprehend the Prince but feel as though they are right and vindicated in their assumptions and denigrating judgement.
Since first reading I always felt akin to the Prince, the sometimes simplistic approach to social situations, lack of great care for social norms and restrictive rules and rituals. People can be so embarrassed and afraid of any number of silly things; “mamoud” as a friend likes to say repeatedly (goddamn bear-hugger). Genuine interaction is nulled and preceded by “what would they think.” Oh my!
A scene later with Aglaya always stuck with me and reminded me of a moment I had with a stripper I liked spending time with, or rather using to facsimile time I didn’t have with a woman a while back. She did a double back or something because she knew I’d come barreling forward to meet her waving like a goof and smiley. Appearances are so important, to everyone really. Even a homeless woman wanted me to get her deodorant.
It seems like we waste so much time imagining faux pas and social disgraces; sinfully decadent in our self-conscious ruminations. Making any slight action or indiscretion of deleterious importance. Maybe humanity is the Idiot trapped in its own confusion.
I think it’s interesting and funny since I found it after hearing some woman on a podcast talk about spirits or whatever attaching to us and bringing us down with low frequencies and all that. Who knows about the supernatural but this made me feel better about mouthing my thoughts and a disrupted brain not being able to self-correct.
“As Conover (1984, 761) explains, Relatively few Americans think “ideologically” in the sense that they order their political beliefs according to certain basic ideological principles. Thus, as Kinder (1982) has pointed out, the key question is no longer “do people think ideologically?” but rather simply, “how do people think about politics?” In addressing this question one approach is to return to “basics,” to go back to those ideas that originally fueled research on political behavior. And, one of the more appealing of those is the notion that people’s ties to various groups help to structure their political thinking.”
– Lilliana Mason
How I see it is people mentally view politics less structurally and more emotionally networked. Like social media versus architecture, the safety and security of group cohesion necessitates links, bonds, familiarity. Government can seem more solid, more reliable if it contains the same parts, same like-minded people doing “work” than variations coming to consensus. We’d be better off with government as a tree with the trunk being the basis of policies instead of the group-orienting branches that stick together separately. Foundations that represent the whole seems like a good jumping off point and place to return when astray. Branches reaching out and away create offspring that lose sight of the roots.
Flat land, terse field flashing bright white from the sun. Tense fingers gnarl and grip at the wood, melding pink and hot white with dark brown sturdiness. A podium, holding strong and standing there aloof and unimpressed by sweaty palmed orators clasping at its reassuring hide, sinking into nervous pat and scratches while begging their mouth not to stammer and flux. A cold organ giving life and civility to the marshy-mouthed speaker doling out platitudes and officialdom. Booming words slice through its skin and exiting with nothing but dead vibrations; nothing stirred nor roused, no satisfaction just duty of the camouflage, role as prop. Whether gavel or microphone, its skin is used to cover those behind in respectability, in a glamour that speaks without words, without its self. A podium announces. Listen to their speech.
Do you know social justice warrior? The bs rigmariole, intellectuals know better, mental health problemo. Every goddamn pseudo revolutionary has an opinion bout allbrainwash. Their words and griping so important. The speechifying of shithead wannabes is deafening my ears. Give em a medal! They’re soo right. They’re epitome of leftist healing. Fuck dem poser, bumba, I know more about ‘your ‘ struggle liars.