Saturday, November 13, 2021

Entry Number 1,234: a Summary of Themes.

 There are two breeds in times like these:


The Selfish and the Selfless.


The Selfless shall put others' needs before one's own.


The Selfish shall prioritize himself, even above his friends, his partners, and his kin.


Among the Selfish, there are those who seek to change or leastwise temper their own appetites.


Yet then there is the Narcissist: the shameless egoist who stabs his fellows in the back and salts their wounds with his own debt of blame.


The Selfish and the Selfless coexist, yet always by a parasitic symbiosis, wherein Selfless heroes are the hosts upon whom Selfish leeches feast.


The Selfish leeches learn, by avenue of Selfless love, the power of the Altruistic Way, and so they are converted over time.


Yet Narcissists, believing only in themselves, would gladly take the offerings of Selfless heroes as their own entitlement, for such a gift remains consistent with the Narcissist's objectives, and in the total absence of a Selfless impulse it is easy to assume that Selfless heroes are but Selfish villains in disguise, pretending to be Selfless but to earn their way by means of debt and preaching.


How misguided is the Narcissist!! For he knows only fleeting satisfaction by his own device, in service to that self which he himself destroys, and he is cloistered by his passions from the warmth and freedom of an Altruistic Grace. He subsists upon the kindness which he never can reciprocate in full, with heart, and he perpetually lands upon the tarp of faith which he does not deserve, for never in his falling can he stand and be a pillar to suspend that tarp.


When finally his fall is much too great, his knife too sharp, his treachery so cutting that the tarp no longer holds, his Selfless friends abandon him, for he was never Selfless friend to them. Yet in so far as he remains a beacon and a comfort for his Selfish partners, they seek to redeem him, seeking out the Selfless friends and urging them to waste their generosity again upon the Narcissist. Yet when this too falls through, the Selfless friends, enraged, demand that, for one moment, such a Narcissist would put THEIR needs before himself, just once reciprocating all their sacrifice on his behalf.


Yet in this moment Narcissism drives its final nail into the coffin of the Friendship. By displacing blame upon the Selfless hero, any Narcissist makes his escape with ease. Who is that self-important "altruist" to conquer my autonomy, demanding that I give my birth-right to accommodate his wants and needs? Is he not the antithesis of everything which he professes? Is he not the Narcissist whom he condemns?


No, not at all, for what he asks is but the proper due for what he's always given unto you, and, even in that moment, he is serving those around him, in the feeble hope that, for your sake as well as theirs, you will improve and thus atone.

[({.R.G)}]

A Sonnet with Nads:

 This was a success, though you don't know it.

Wait as I progress, that I may show it,

and let this poet stress your every wrong,

Professing how it only made him strong.


Fighters never show a sign of weakness,

Nor are they resigned to humble meekness,

and though they fumble for the upper hand,

Yet nonetheless they take their graceful stand.


Cavalier and bold in his advances,

He shines forth like gold and takes his chances;

Those who reprimand him but are lawless

Cannot understand a man so flawless.


So, thus you have been bettered, as they'll see

And hence your prey, unfettered, is set free.

[({.R.G)}]

Friday, June 11, 2021

On the Objectivity of Morality by Implication:

The simple act of passing moral judgement implies an appeal to objective and impersonal criteria. Even when one says, "I was wronged," one speaks not only in one's own favour but on behalf of some impersonal criterion for Justice. If I were to say, "I deserve better," I am not simply saying, "I want more," nor only "give me more," but rather: "There is some criterion by which I've earned this." That remains my right only in so far as that criterion exists, and in fact ANY action I take on my own behalf implies the existence of such a criterion, since all such actions imply the conviction that I possess some measure of objective worth which justifies the pursuit of my benefit.

One might always question the existence of such objective and impersonal criteria. Yet by so doing one eliminates the possibility of acting morally. One acts on one's own behalf in a seeming vacuum, except that, were such criteria to exist, then such actions would not occur within a vacuum at all; they would remain of moral consequence, but one would simply be UNAWARE of them.

 

Supposing that objective criteria for moral behaviour exist, then acting as if they did not exist would not simply be less than moral; it would be IMMORAL, for it would be action out of deliberate ignorance. Yet one cannot preclude the POSSIBILITY that such objective criteria exist, especially since so many people have insisted that they do, and anything that anybody does may very well be informed by such criteria.

 

While not all possibilities are actualities, the FACT that a possibility EXISTS remains an actuality. I may deny that objective criteria are facts instead of possibilities, yet I cannot deny the fact THAT they are possibilities. Thus at least one fact is incontrovertible: that objective moral behaviour is POSSIBLE, as is objective moral judgement. Because this one fact is incontrovertible, I AM obligated to behave AS THOUGH other objective criteria exist, even if I do not know what they are.

 

This implies that any action carried out on one's own behalf is, either consciously or unconsciously, an affirmation of one's presumed objective worth. Even those who deny the existence of objective human value nonetheless, by seeking their own interests, consolidate the existence of this same value. It also follows that those who seek their own interests without respect for others' value are not only untrustworthy but fundamentally self-contradictory. While they may yet prove others to be objectively inferior in value, they cannot deny the grounds for such a proof, and on those same grounds the opposite may be proven. Those who suffer as a consequence of someone's actions retain the right to prove themselves deserving of better treatment and perhaps even compensation.

 

This ALSO implies that one can never become Evil except by choice. The simple pursuit of one's own interests, a practical inevitability, produces the objective grounds for Ethical Behaviour. This also creates the constant possibility of Unethical Behaviour. To willfully perform unethical behaviour is Evil, by definition, since it is to willfully deny the same objective grounds by which one pursues one's own interests. So long as one aspires to be Good, however, one does NOT deny such grounds, and any errors one makes in UNDERSTANDING those grounds may be forgiven. The Evil Person chooses to be Evil, because one has in order to be Evil to PRETEND that such objective grounds do not exist.

 

It also follows, therefore, that we can silence talk of "Good Intentions producing Evil Results". While we cannot preclude the possibility of error, the framing of this error in TERMS of a "Good" and "Evil" implies an objective distinction between the two. So long as one is accused of being Evil, this implies the existence of Evil; so long as one is accused of pursuing the Good, this implies the existence of the Good, and the synthesis of both of these accusations implies the existence of both as OPPOSING FORCES, one of which ought to be preferred to the other in the context of producing Results.

 

So long as Good must be preferred to Evil, then one must intend for the Good to be the Result, and so long as one INTENDS for the Good to be the Result, one avoids Evil, REGARDLESS of the Results, since simply by having Good Intent one affirms the distinction between Good and Evil, the preference for the Good TO the Evil, and the objective grounds which make all of this possible.

 

In short: Good Intentions cannot produce Evil, and the consideration of such a possibility proves this to be a constant. What produces Evil is DELIBERATE Evil, which is either the conscious affirmation of one's own willfully Evil Nature or, worse yet, the denial of a distinction on objective grounds. The Road to Hell is paved not with Good Intentions, but with an absence of Discretion, and there remains no substance underlying any sort of judgement if such Discretion is lost, since such a loss would be a descent into Evil by the only available means by which to descend.

 

**[({R.G.)}]**

Friday, June 4, 2021

In Response to Kresten's Slanderous Allegations: the "Agenda".

I harboured no personal "Agenda". Everything I did I did to serve the Greater Good, and if I failed it was only owing to a lack of faith in me. Any rewards I sought I remain rightfully entitled to. I had no ulterior motives, and my transparency about this matter has been beyond reproach. In order to supplant my High Ground in this proceeding, one would have to stoop so low as to disown Morality Altogether. Yet even you would not dare to stoop so low as to alienate the entire Human Species, so the Greater Good remains binding upon you as it binds all of us together, and without it I would not have had the burden of my co-existence with you. No upstanding person would have expected anything less of me, and my one regret is that I had not done more.


[({Dm.)}]

Thursday, April 15, 2021

In SUMMARY: Parasite.

The crowning irony of the film Parasite is that no one seems to understand it, including those who made it. Critics insist that it is about "Class". It is not. It is about sociopathy and envy. Its leading characters are not mere anti-heroes but the very antithesis of heroism. They want only to enjoy that same lifestyle which they deplore in others, and there is no depravity too low, no treachery too shocking, either towards the rich, the poor, or even to each other, that could stay their greedy hands. They not only CAN never acquire what they aspire to; they OUGHT NOT to.

From just a brief glimpse into their debauchery, we see the very decadent villains of old, from Don Giovanni to Jafar. We are reminded that, in Marxist Economics, exploitation is proportional to PROFIT. Those born into wealth need not leech off of anyone; it's rather the PROCESS of UPWARD MOBILITY which turns Capitalism into an Instrument of Evil. Though they may fantasize of turning into decent people, they absolutely devastate their innocent benefactors, ensuring that, were they ever to claw their way up even halfway to the top, they would have to maintain their power and position with an iron fist and a duplicitous tongue, perpetually looking over their shoulders while spinning at 360 degrees.

What do they deserve? What do they want? In either case, it's that which they destroy in those who HELP them. While the Parks do harbour some naïveté and even some contempt, they never act upon the latter; the men in the family, true to form and role, express outwardly suspicions which, in fact, they never act upon, and it is only for a PRIVATE resentment towards the Poor, one hardly as depraved and complex as the Kim Family's own web of lies, crimes, and secrets, that they are slaughtered brutally by maniacs in barbaric fashion, all while doing what anyone would WANT to do with wealth, were one conscientious: entertain friends, treat their children with love, and celebrate Life.

Decent people in the audience will empathize with the Parks; indecent people will root for the Kims, but by so doing they will want the Kims to BECOME the Parks, and it is only out of their extreme bias for the Kims that they will allow them to destroy the Parks because they think they cannot join them and are incapable of living THROUGH their happiness vicariously. It is almost as though one were entitled to tear down any life, no matter how pure and desirable, once one finds reason to believe that the Path to one's own attainment of such a Life is either too difficult or impossible.

It is for this reason that, had the wealthy Park family turned towards Evil and Oppressive Means, they would have been justified. Of course, we shall never know what course they would have taken had the Kims made matters "difficult" earlier on. The Kims maintain the delusion that the Parks are Good by way of ease and convenience, as do some of the less critically minded critics. Yet it ought to be transparent to us all that this theory has no basis. Wealth, though it may make moral behaviour easier, also renders IMMORAL behaviour that much harder to resist as a temptation, and perhaps the greatest tempter and the greatest privilege of all is the delusional state.

It’s not as though the Parks have any sensible recourse; the actual state of Korean Politics makes Marxist alternatives and uprisings laughable even to the POOREST characters in the play, who also prove most depraved. In Parasite, we witness a regression masquerading as progress, a “progress” which is little more than a homogenized intellectual apathy, in itself a bourgeois conceit. We have ourselves been all too pampered by stories wherein the Heroes work their way up from Poverty by Noble Means, while the Nobles, many of them Spiritually Impoverished, descend into despair by arrogance alone. Yet Parasite undoes what the Enlightenment achieved. Again the Nobles behave nobly and the Poor behave poorly, yet critics no longer cheer for the Nobles, since several generations of Nietzscheans and Eminem fans have drowned out the Voice of Decency.

[({R.G.)}]

Saturday, April 10, 2021

Review: a Pinch of Magick.

DATE: APRIL 9, 2021. [Julian Date #99.]

 

Owing to some nebulous technical difficulties, I've had to resort to opening a Thread here for my Review, since the Comments Section has inexplicably vanished [undoubtedly by virtue of some Hidden Magick]. This is no matter which ought to be of any concern. Having promised to review your Work, I will honour this promise with a detour from my ordinary queue. To date, it may very well be my longest Review for a NaNoRenO Project; at least, this is so for this Year. I hope that you enjoy the feedback as much as I enjoy writing it, knowing that to the same extent as you show potential you would want help bringing it to fruition.

 

The Story:

 

This Game is saccharine on the outside but bitter on the inside, much like the caffeinated beverages which its protagonist markets. I must suppose that the Coffee itself is an objective correlative for the Protagonist, whether deliberate or not. The Protagonist is a daring choice, on multiple levels, though the choice belongs to the Developer rather than the Player. One would not suppose this initially to be the case, of course, since the Illusion of Choice appears as early on as in the Gender Menu which appears prior to the Story's Exposition. Ironically, this Menu is divided into two parts: one for selecting Gender and the other for selecting the Avatar, yet it is clear from the Game's Art Style that one of these Avatars is explicitly Masculine and the other is explicitly Feminine; further appearances by N.P.C.'s reinforce this pattern and make no attempts to obscure it, even giving characters names as simple and essentializing as "Beautiful Woman", but it's a welcome breath of fresh air in the midst of the Protagonist's own pretentious monologue. Considering that the Protagonist is scripted without much attention paid to his or her gender, offering a "Choice" of Gender comes off as quite unnecessary and misleading, though perhaps that is supposed to be consistent with the Game's themes. To add to that the abstraction of distinguishing the Gender from the Avatar only invites the Player to indulge in an aesthetic ambiguity which is never addressed Thematically within the Game's actual Text... but I digress. To top off this latte, the Protagonist was clearly written by and for a Female Audience, even assuming a demeanour that is not only stereotypically "female" but ALSO stereotypically "not male"; I still recall Saturday morning cartoons making jokes about such mannerisms to that same effect. One who is tasked with reviewing a contemporary work of Literature in ANY Genre ordinarily trains one's self to look past stereotypes, even if they are relatively recent or well-established and enduring, yet the Writer Herself makes no attempt to avoid stereotyping far more venomously in her Protagonist's cynical outlook.

 

Of course, what this Narrative excels in is Modern Irony. Playing as a Narcissistic Sociopath is usually a rewarding experience, since it offers the Audience a unique insight into a psyche which is at once strange, compelling, terrifying, and hilarious, altogether divorced from Conventional, Civil Consciousness. The Protagonist of this Story exhibits a slew of transparent antisocial traits, shirking family with false displays of affection intermingled with sardonic jibes, idealizing her admittedly unreliable elder relative, using the latter's erratic behaviour to aggrandize her own work ethic and pride, a pride which must, of COURSE, be utterly immune to even the most well-intentioned and informed Criticism from the Aristocratic Class of her Society. The story explores themes of Ressentiment and Envy. The Protagonist inhabits a World ripped right from the pages of Harry Potter: a witch driven into hiding, [one should make no mistake; her race is "witchfolk", so again the Gender is nothing ambiguous] she seems bent on Making Witchcraft Great Again, restoring the Magical Master Race to its former glory. Her vendetta against those not privileged with Magickal Prowess is all too transparent to modern audiences in her deeply prejudicial interactions with my favourite Supporting Character, Mikhail. This young gentleman is perhaps the one most sympathetic N.P.C. for Readers to root for; suave, sophisticated, and honest to a fault, [to say nothing of his apparently Eastern European candour] he comes off as a heart-throb, radiating confidence in the importance not only of his own position in Society but ALSO in Society Itself, expressing concern for those Ideals of Quality and Customer Service which all Independent Businesses pride themselves in.

 

Of course, one would expect that Mikhail would become the perfect Character Foil for the Protagonist. Matching her own convictions with his own charisma, Mikhail is a man who knows what he likes and goes after what he wants. He reflects that traditional Russian motto that "the young go before the old", though we learn quickly that he has nothing but reverence for his generous and exemplary Father Figure. By all rights, this OUGHT to be the Chief Love Interest of the Story, yet here the Developer throws us a curveball: not only does the Protagonist RESENT Mikhail, but she also cannot HELP but to abuse him by abusing her own Magickal Powers. As such, the very first Options Menu to appear AFTER the inconsequential Gender Menu(s) offers two permutations of the same perversion: to either "Prank" him or to "Distract" him, but with Magick.

 

Of course, [I know I'm starting a paragraph with this clause for the third time, since we remain on course] Readers who are puzzled by the Protagonist's behaviour may benefit from the following explanation: the Protagonist suffers from a disease typical of those who hold minority status in a Society; the works of numerous post-structural philosophers, such as Deleuze and Guattari, explore this phenomenon. Sociopaths are often the products of the very Societies they corrupt. Driven into isolation, they no longer identify with the "Nobility" of their Social Order and its foremost representatives, either the State on one hand or Wealth on the other. The Protagonist, eager to consolidate her economic independence, lashes out by using the very forced secrecy of her Magical Powers to her own advantage, though of course this is ignoble. Greeted with overt criticism, she shies away from her own instincts to overtly contest Mikhail's confidence, probably because she knows that she would lose in any argument of this kind. Confining herself to a secret contempt of which her targets remain innocently unaware, she swears to avenge her pride by using Magick against them, all the while pretending it is for the Best Interests of her admittedly estranged Family.

 

Thus you are welcomed into a story which is Sweet on the Outside but hollow on the Inside, save where it serves a toxic filling. Make no mistake: this is not a happy-go-lucky tale of Magick and Mystery, of Unlikely Friends and Surprising Love Affairs. This Visual Novel is, in fact, a probing examination into the effects of Class and Heritage upon the Psyche of the Misunderstood Talent. Yet at this point my praise for the Work must be cut short, for despite that calm which comes from Objectivity no review is complete without some measure of Evaluation and Criticism.

 

The Music:

 

The first aspect of this Visual Novel's Design which I had deliberately to disable was thankfully easiest to do away with: the Soundtrack. The Work opens with a redundant electro riff reminiscent of Daft Punk, but imagine that you sampled the least developed segment of an early Daft Punk demo off of Homework and simply put it on repeat. Now imagine that for every, saturated note you added an Attack at Maximum Velocity and ran the whole affair through an obnoxiously loud "Equalizer" devoid of Filter or Atmosphere. What you get is not only the opening overture but the foundation for the remainder of the O.S.T., a soundtrack that cannot be called a "Score" in all fairness, since it seems to have nothing at all to do with the Storytelling.

 

Perhaps, were some of these tracks to have been subject to several revisions, they might have served their function(s) more effectively. Conversation between the Writer and the Composer was most probably sparse, since the potential inherent in these compositions is wasted on a soundscape I might best describe as "metal piano": fitting for a rock opera, but hardly germane to a sentimental, introspective Drama. Little thought was given to matching Sound Design to Script Design, and the outcome is so jarring that it becomes impossible to focus on the nuances of the Story when the House Beat blares across what sounds like the entire auditory spectrum.

 

If the Music lays it on a little thick, that's fine, but there's no Muting Writing. While the Subtext, as I've expounded upon, IS there, it hides not under subtlety and mystery but rather heavy-handed STATEMENT. While the Protagonist is outwardly quite soft-spoken and reserved, inwardly she seethes with Judgement, Hypocrisy, and Condescension towards undeserving suspects, suspects who are tried for crimes that they did not commit, not knowing how they stand accused. This would be of quite little consequence, were it not so that MOST of the language is INTROSPECTIVE VOICEOVER. While this technique leaves no stone unturned in terms of lore and psychological drama, it categorically Does Not Work for imaginative storytelling. The Protagonist's ongoing internal ramblings about her past obscure any hope of a pregnant pause or a deafening silence enriching the Scene. The rule of "Show, Don't Tell" has hardly ever been more brutally violated, despite the Medium being that of VISUAL Literature. While internal monologues can work in establishing subtext, such as in the works of Salinger, they only do so by avenue of an unreliable narrator, and while the Protagonist of this Novel is undoubtedly an unreliable PERSON, there is simply not enough shade thrown on her Character EXCEPT within the context of her dysfunctional relationships.

 

Again: it's not that these do not suffice for Storytelling, and the blaring gap between the Protagonist's internal and external world remains believable, however despicable. It's rather that, were more time spent on Dialogue and less on Internal Monologue, the Narrative would benefit both Aesthetically AND Ethically. Aesthetically, we would be left to our own devices in how best to interpret its Mysteries. Ethically, we might feel the same sympathy for the Supporting Characters as I already do, but we would rest assured that the AUTHOR feels those sympathies as well, and to that same extent we would feel a surpassing sympathy for that same Author. To the same extent as the Protagonist revolts us with the blaring disconnection between her Ego and her World, manifest in the sociopathic disjunction between her outward statements and her inner judgements, we might be tempted to miss the Author's message entirely, mistaking what is surely a very subtle and incisive satirist for the same, seething cynic portrayed as our Unfortunate Hero.

 

In SUMMARY:

 

This Visual Novel is a daring and incisive Satire for fans of Abnormal Psychology and Economic Politics. A thoroughly contemporary work, it succeeds in subverting tropes in the Genres both of Visual Novel and Young Adult Fantasy. While some of its subtleties will be lost on Readers who make the fatal mistake of rooting for its anti-Heroine, we can expect that future versions will pay greater heed to creating a less abrasive aesthetic, taking some of the edge off and serving up a far smoother brew. I have yet to finish playing it, but I can already taste its potential.

 

Rinzai Gigen,

Subliminal Mind Games.

[({R.G.||S.M.G.)}]

Tuesday, April 6, 2021

In SUMMARY: EXCUSES.

I realized something recently for the first time in six, tormented years: when Kresten betrayed me, I did not hate him. I was not even ANGRY at him. I did not even mean ILL towards him, much less wish DEATH and DESPAIR upon him. What did I feel? Almost nothing. I lay awake in bed all through the night, and what rushed through my head I could not fathom. I was caught under a wave, submerged, incapable of grabbing ONTO anything. I did not wish. I did not want. All I could comprehend was this: it’s over. He wants this.

As it turned out: that was not how he saw it. He EXPECTED me to be a little angry but to readily get over it. To HIM: this was normal. This was not a sudden, rapturous departure from any lingering hope of salvation. He did not regard that night of March 8th, 2015 as being the Beginning of the End, much less the End of the End. So divorced was he from the consequences of his own actions upon those around him that there was nothing ABNORMAL AT ALL HERE. He expected me to be angry and get over it.

Yet it was not until I SAW that that I truly got angry at him, and it was BECAUSE I saw that that I could NEVER possibly get over it.

I came to accept this as the final straw, believing it to be over, and if I felt anything the following morning, it was RELIEF. At least I’d never have to talk to him again. I’d never have to hear his voice, his snide remarks, his schizotypal rants and “theories”. He would hold hands with Alanna for about a month, and then she would leave him. Life would go on, and I would be better off for having tried and failed to bring him back to health. The burden lifted. I was free, for once.

Yet he did not agree, and neither did she, apparently.

I thought perhaps they kissed, but I put that thought from my mind. I knew I had the higher ground, in secret. I was still in school, I was attaining rank and influence on the Debate Team, I was associating with Strong Men and Intelligent Women, and I was accruing praise from both. Above all: I loved Alanna and I cared for her. It was only a matter of time before we resumed our courtship.

When I met with her again, after a month (or several) had passed, I’d already taken a few mental blows on her behalf, but I was ready, nonetheless. I took the train to San Diego State to meet with her. I knew that this was still a “party school” notorious for sexual diseases, but that did not bother me, for I was on my way to meet my light of love: a virgin and an academic. This was a fresh start. We both would extricate ourselves from ugliness and doubt.

What did I want, truly? Closure. Moving on means not having to feel. It means no longer needing hatred. It means POSSIBLY forgiving, letting go the grudge, and wishing well, but from a Distance. It means doing what I should have done with Alexandra, my first girlfriend, and of course HE knew I should have let her go more quickly. I did not hold any feeling of contempt towards Alanna. I did not “expect”; I merely hoped. I might have DREAMED of having sex someday, but I did not have reason to believe that that would ever happen, either for myself or for Alanna. Yet so be it; I could see her SMILE, and maybe that would be enough. Perhaps we’d even start to meet more regularly.

She knew what I really wanted: to EXCUSE. If Kresten had no power over me, then what should anybody care what he did wrong? The treachery was blessing in disguise. Yes: he messed up. That meant my debts were paid; I owed him nothing. Yes: he traded his most valuable human resource for a month of holding hands.

Yet it was not just holding hands.

I knew, back even when I met her, that these college kids were having sex. It was a problem they addressed quite often. Some had sex consensually, others not. It made hardly a difference to my mind. Some of these kids had sex against the rules; when they were caught, they blamed the people who reported them!! It did not matter. I was innocent, and I made sure my roommates followed all the rules during the National Tournament. If and when I managed to EARN consent, it would NOT be by social deviance.

Alanna was really the first woman that I COULD have had sex with. It was socially appropriate, which was what made Kresten’s treachery so repugnant, not only by contrast, but by avenue of what it destroyed. But I did not DARE to imagine that he had taken HER virginity. Not when I was yet a pious virgin and HE had taken HER from ME.

Yet even when I learned the Truth I saw the bright side. How ecstatic I became!! Sex was a possibility. If HE could do it, *I* could, and she KNEW that. Furthermore, her debt to me was even less than his to both of us, for he had yet to clear his name with me, to earn forgiveness for his treachery, and she, who’d let him so ascend to the highest and most rapturous and forbidden of physical ecstasies, would forever hold her sovereignty over him, for to betray even the slightest of her expectations, WILLINGLY, would be to confess that *I* was the more Qualified Lover and the Superior Male.

It was with all of this in mind that I agreed to restore ties with him on her behalf. Yet all of this is known. The secret motivation for my generosity has only surfaced recently: I wanted to EXCUSE him.

Of course, he could not be excused. Not only did he spite the woman whom he’d claimed to love, but doubly he spited the same man whose love for her he’d spited in the claim. He was done; there was no one that would find Character within him. She agreed to never speak to him again, and I was yet again permitted to Forget. I did not wish him harm, for he could do no further harm to me, for he could do no further harm to her. I’d won; her love letter to me was proof. Since she elected to be celibate, we parted ways, but merely bodily. I had her promise in my Heart; thus I took to the World again, took up an occupation at a local restaurant, (two days after it opened and some years before it rose to fame, years still before it closed) and I began to dream of other women, though Alanna’s love was always in my Heart, encouraging me to persist, though, like the shore, yet tempting my return.

That was before she sued me. This of course I had some warning with regards to; Anthony had told me that she spoke with him again. Breaking the pact was not enough; she told him things about ME I’d not thought her capable of thinking. What had changed? She’d promised an eternal vow, and I’d not broken.

It was only then, two years after we’d met, that I agreed to sever ties. Three months then passed, I got another job downtown, and, on the third of August, two-thousand and seventeen, as if to spite the years I’d spent trying to save her Life, she took it.

When I learned the news, much later, my first instinct was to call some friends and meet at Denny’s Diner. This was my intention: find some closure, QUICKLY. Hatred was a sin; I had to find Salvation. Thus I called a young, aspiring actor, a recovered alcoholic we had met at that same Denny’s, who was both an Artist and a Pious Christian Mystic. He helped, somewhat, but perhaps it was that very night he left before our conversation was concluded. I did not hold it against him; even then, I was searching for a way to EXCUSE evil. It was the only thing keeping me from beating evil’s face into a staircase.

She’d always loved staircases.

He did not deserve to live while she was dead, but I had to come to terms with the fact that he did. To call its existence “life” became absurd. Yet I did find love again, some two years later, in the words of Laila Kalantari. For five months we courted as the Internet availed; we both were solitary Souls but academics and composers, as well as creative writers. Things went slowly, but a love unfolded; it was time to try again. As the semester and the year came to a close, we both were busy. I’d stayed up for thirty-six or thirty-seven hours for my final Composition Project of that year. Yet once it was presented I was free, and I was left with little left to pass the time over the Winter but to play some of her favourite games on the computer and to write to her. One of my classmates had composed a piece about a “stalker” that, to my mind, felt just like a sentimental melodrama, and this was performed by an alumnus who had always treated me with some bizarre and awkward distance. A lot was on my mind, and in the midst of agonizing loneliness I told Laila my story. She was not the first I told it to; perhaps I’d told it to some thirty people by that point, yet she was probably the Last. When she returned to me, it was some days prior to Christmas, so I saved her Letter as a Present.

That same Christmas Morning was the worst. I’d hardly slept; I only managed to read Laila’s Letter once.

She alone condoned Alanna’s suicide. She alone defended Kresten’s treachery. Friendships were not binding if not stated, and relationships were not existent if not outwardly proclaimed by “autonomous individuals”.

Perhaps those words were not hers, but the disease was all too familiar. This was sociopathy. Yet I internalized it. For the following year, I sought to prove myself, to Laila, to be a Changed Man. This became exceedingly difficult, since she eventually cut all online ties.

This part messed with me: in spite of utterly deriding me, implying I was never FIT to save Alanna’s Life, insisting women did not WISH for men to save them, even as I’d told her that she’d FAILED to save Herself, Laila still pretended to “respect” me, and she even believed that I “could still have sex”. With whom, I knew not, but those WERE her words, as I recall them. Her “respect” was, of course, within the context of a requested favour to review her work. My only fear was that she would cut ties with me before I finished and sent my fifty-slide PowerPoint, which was simply a Demo for her consideration, for I’d had to scrounge what little of her Music I had access to. I told Joseph to send a copy on my behalf; I never learned whether or not she received it. Had I kept my promise, truly?

Laila believed that Goodness was its Own Reward. But how could one be Happy if Goodness, the only Constant, was never rewarded, and evil prospered? Kresten was still alive; Alanna remained dead. Yet I found closure very recently in this conviction: had it not been for Kresten, Alanna STILL would probably have never slept with me. Sex is practically impossible, at least within one’s twenties. This did not EXCUSE his treachery, but it made the treachery bearable. He had no power. He could go on surviving, without incident. I was SO eager to tell Joseph this. He would be thrilled.

Joseph was not thrilled. The six months since we’d last spoken, for about seven HOURS on end, and on my Father’s Birthday, no less, had not inspired him towards forgiveness. He was not DESPERATE to forgive me for calling him a hopeless, destructive narcissist. Neither was he desperate to prove me wrong.

Yet what a Relief came then, perhaps six years too late. For I saw my REASONS FOR going to Joseph. I wanted him to VALIDATE the EXCUSES I’d made for Laila, for Alanna, and for Kresten. I’d wanted LAILA to validate the EXCUSES I’d made for Alanna and Kresten. I’d wanted ALANNA to validate the EXCUSES I’d made for KRESTEN.

None of them could do this.

I could not excuse Joseph’s contempt. He was just too much at FAULT in that situation, and he knew it. He knew just as well to what extent these OTHER sociopaths had been at fault.

I did not deserve this. I COULD have had sex with Alanna, if I could ever have Sex with ANYBODY. I merely made it up that it would never have happened. Even though I SAID it was not an excuse, I only BELIEVED it because it was.

 

[({R.G.)}]

Monday, March 29, 2021

In SUMMARY: a Tale of Two Universals.

In Heaven: there is a System of Merit in place by which all Goods are distributed in direct accordance with the Virtue of each Individual. Individuals need not pursue anything for themselves, since all rewards are distributed according to Merit. Since Heaven accepts only Virtuous Characters, there is no opportunity for want or envy, save for when Heaven has been Infiltrated from Below.

 

In Purgatory: here in the Shadow of Heaven's System, Individuals must exercise some of that Will Power that presumably landed them here in the first place. While every System fails in Purgatory and Absurdity creeps in, nonetheless a well-meaning Spirit retaining the memory of Heaven's Grace can behave conscientiously, pursuing only that to which he believes himself to be entitled; if he's wrong, he must be PROVEN wrong, ergo believing one's self to be Right is not a sin, whereas to act without that same conviction is deplorable and dealt with harshly.

 

In Hell: it's presumed that if you're here, there's not a single good thing to your name. Those who claim to be entitled are presumed to be inflated. The System does not operate here, since the System reserved Hell for its rejects. To defend yourself in Court is criminal; to not defend yourself in Court is a confession to the crime. Those few who get what they want pursue it without scruple or conviction, for they need no worth in order to enjoy the fruits of Evil, though of course their own enjoyment is devoured BY that Evil and the Evil of their fellows.

 

We now ask you: of these Three Above, which is closest to Our Modern Earth?

 

In Hegel: Virtue and the Way of the World are antithetical and intercontingent.

-  The Way of the World is: the Process by which Self-seeking Egoists create Hell on Earth by subjecting one another to their Sovereign Wills, thus producing Chaos.

-  Virtue is: the Process by which Well-meaning Altruists restore the World to Order by supplanting Egocentric Individuality.

At first: Virtue appears to be working towards the Good, which is presented as antithetical to Individuality.

However: Virtue can only become ACTUALIZED through Conflict with the Way of the World.

Furthermore: The Way of the World produces two redeeming qualities:

-  Egoists are incapable of acting without inadvertently serving others’ interests. (Presumably, even the Altruists benefit from the egoism of others, as Rand illustrates so contemptuously.)

-  Egoists, by producing Chaos, will create a World that does not absolutely satisfy any one Individuality. This means that:

Ironically: The Way of the World produces those Goods which Virtue sought:

1.   Benefit towards Others, and

2.   A Universal which is antithetical to Individuality.

Conversely: Virtue bites its own critique, since its RESISTANCE to the Universal (as produced by the Way of the World) produces an Individuality which Virtue claims to oppose.

Ergo: Whereas the Way of the World preserves Individuality as a means to the attainment of Universality, however inadvertently, Virtue ends up missing out on the Good while still being mired in its Individualistic Illusions about Goodness.

 

Retort: It becomes obvious quickly that those who seek Heaven, either in this Life or the Next, aspire towards a Universal Order which is antithetical to the Hell of Universal Chaos. Those who stand to benefit from the Chaotic Universal (of Hegel, Nietzsche, Rand, etc.) seek their own interests egocentrically; those who stand to benefit from the Ordered Universal (a la MacIntyre, Aristotle, Kierkegaard, etc.) seek their own interests altruistically.

All altruism contains within it some element of self-interest insofar as it is Just, since it is in the nature of Justice to reward those who uphold it. Any altruism which denies Justice promotes injustice both in principle and in actuality, thus producing Evil. Yet the Altruist remains distinct from the Egoist in that his self-interest follows THROUGH Justice, which MUST exist only IN ORDER TO combat Egoism.

 

Hegel is perceptive in noticing that Virtue is dependent upon the Way of the World. Yet it is not that Altruism cannot exist in the absence of Egoism. It is rather that Hegel defines “actual” Virtue as Virtue PUT INTO PRACTICE IN CONFLICT; i.e. Justice.

Justice is always circumscribed by the Evils established by Egoism. Were Egoism to vanish, were the Dancing Shiva to finally break the back of the Ignorant Dwarf, Justice would cease to exist as System, yet Virtue would only be set FREE from Systematic shackles. It is only because Hegel and his conspirators are so mired WITHIN the World as perceived by the Ego that they only acknowledge as “actual” that which is Systematic and treat the Transcendental Universal as a mere figment in the minds of fools.

 

The Result: The Altruist, seeking the Good, seeks also the Just by default of this. The Egoist, seeking the Self, upsets Justice and eventually injures the Altruist. The Altruist, denied Heaven’s Grace, is thus presented with only two alternatives: Purgatory and Hell.

Hell becomes synonymous with “the Way of the World”, but it is a World which the EGOIST HAS CREATED IN HIS OWN IMAGE. That the Chaos of this Hell is a Universal does not render it any less Hellish, nor does it disprove the existence of an Ordered Universal in Heaven, though Heaven has been denied to the Victim of the Injury; rather, Dialectical Opposition, taken to a RATIONAL Conclusion, must posit a Heaven to complement any Hell.

Conversely, Purgatory becomes the Path to Redemption, since it facilitates the transmutation of the Altruist into the Conscientious Person.

The Conscientious Person, operating within the Shadow of the Law, seeks his own interest but circumscribes his search within the Laws he or she retains from Heaven. The Conscience becomes the Individual Representation of Justice, operating autonomously even when Justice fails. Because the Egoist has PRODUCED both this Conscientious Individual and the World, and because becoming Conscientious is the less Hellish of the two options made available to the Victim, it is always the Egoist’s FAULT that the Victim seeks Himself, for it was Egoism which challenged the Way of Heaven.

Thereby Virtue is redeemed in the Conscientious Individual as a Path of Return to Justice. Heaven again becomes a Possibility and Justice becomes an Actuality; were Egoism to vanish, Justice would follow, but the Ordered Universal would then become Actual. All those who sought their own interests by Virtuous means would survive and Ascend, and just as surely as they threw off a bureaucratized Justice System, for it no longer served the Good, so too they could shed their own, Individualized sense of Justice, thereby transcending the Individuality they opposed.

 

[({Dm.R.G.)}]

In SUMMARY: Away from Moral Ambiguity and Paranoia, Back towards Good Intent and Righteousness:

With regards to the Challenger-Manipulator, we see the consummation of Paranoia in the Face of Power, manifest as an evil to rival that of well-meaning Corruption and the Road to Hell that’s “paved with Good Intentions”. Suspicious to a fault, the Challenger knows to distrust ANYONE who comes to or by Power, for he knows himself and his own all-too-human frailty in the face of Temptation. Intent on preserving his own Freedom in the face of those in Power, he contents himself with the knowledge that, by his own example, he might protect his beloved fellows and equals from Imminent Abuses. Knowing Corruption in itself to be a dreadful fate, he seeks to spare his fellows the Road to Hell by barring any liberties they take towards self-empowerment and influence in Groups. Employing his incisive insight into Human Nature, the Manipulator disempowers the same friends he sets out to protect, for only by so doing can he spare them the Fate of Corruption and thereby convert them to fellow defenders of Equality. Recognizing how this is in itself an act of Power on his part, he seeks to assure himself that his intent is Pure; questioning the Good Intent of his Superiors, he thus sees through himself and, in so doing, ALL Intent. As he gains Power, he no longer NEEDS Intent in order to content himself with his own actions. If he DOES abuse his Power, he contents himself in doing so with KNOWLEDGE of the Fact. Though men claim to be honest in opposing him, he sees through “Honesty” as appeal. He is the far MORE honest in admitting to his own depravity, and if the falseness of this Honesty is then exposed to him, he claims to have seen through ALL Honesty before he was himself accused. Thus his corruption is the far more Absolute than the fleeting errors of his adversaries, and their depravity is always circumscribed within bounds he himself defines, far more arbitrarily and with far baser banality and nihilistic cynicism. At the root of his distrust of all Authority are the seeds of all Corruption. On the one hand, he wishes to preserve what little Power he enjoys from those who seek to steal it from on high; he fears weakness and deplores those willing to resolve themselves to slavery. On the other hand, in times of want and need he resents those whose Strength surpasses him, for he distrusts their lofty views on Justice. If Justice is presumed to be a product of Necessity, and if Necessity is seen to be synonymous with Weakness, then in Strength he is content to fabricate his own Justice, deploring the false Justice of the Weaklings he deplores, and in Weakness he is content to fabricate his own Justice, for what he lacks in Power he atones for in Virtue. Even those who have figured him out, as I have, are suspects, for how could they have attained such Knowledge without seeking Power, becoming Equally Corrupt?

 

[({R.G.)}]

In SUMMARY: Towards a Sexual Majority.

Of all human impulses, it seems that none is at once so glorified and yet so systematically and universally repressed as Sexuality. If you believe that Sigmund Freud was biased by his culture when he claimed that all neuroses come from sexual repression, you should confess just HOW repressive his culture WAS TOWARDS sexuality and then observe the neuroses contemporary people have surrounding similar repressive tendencies, tendencies which, by and large, have become MORE severe, more bureaucratized and Kafkaesque, and more ABSURD and hard to comprehend than in ANY PREVIOUS SOCIETY.

If you are in your twenties, I feel sorry for you, because not only are you UNLIKELY to have sex, but you are also MORE likely to suffer abuse and alienation for even the SUSPICION of your sexual proclivities, though if you were to appeal to any sort of Common, Social Principle by which you would be rightfully entitled to better treatment you will find yourself confronting a Sisyphean task. On top of all of that, if you look to Popular Science and Statistics, you may very well feel even MORE alienated, since they IMPLY that as many as 97 per cent of adults have HAD sex before, yet there is neither evidence nor explanation for how this is possible, unless most of those adults BROKE several of the LAWS designed purely for the restriction of Sexual Behaviour.

It may be so that this peculiarly MODERN, bureaucratic form of Sexual Repression is quite recent. Were we inhabitants of the nineteenth-century, we might at least be able to appeal to a heteronormative Social Order that allowed for an objective and sensible standard for behaviour, and THEN and THERE we might say, "homosexuals I pity; homosexuals I must defend against the scorn of the ignorant and privileged masses." Yet with each passing year the L.G.B.T.Q. asserts more control over our lives, demolishing institutions such as Marriage and putting in their place a sort of pale surrogate under the same name. It is not that I mind the liberties others take, except that in their liberty they infringe upon my sanctity, for how can the modern man say, "I am ready to marry"? Feminists who push for men who are unfit for fatherhood to get vasectomies seldom preserve the proper station of the Father in the Household and the Workplace. A man can hardly get laid, much LESS father children and preserve his status as a legal citizen in high repute.

So: to Hell with minority ethics. They were devised with ALL of us in mind, for all of us are mere minorities within the eyes of postmodern thought, and yet these ethics REDUCED us to something less than Human, presuming that it was the Majority that was at fault for doing so. We all must STRIVE towards a Majoritarian Ethic if we are to REDEEM our Humanity. So: my heart goes out to my fellow sufferers, gay and straight alike, but it stops going when I hear even ONE of them speak of heterosexuals with ENVY. What injury can I subject you to in dispossessing you of Envy and Delusion? You are a minority of the VICTIMS; the VICTIMS are ALL of US, and I represent a greater number of us even in EXCLUDING you, though I wish I did not have to. In so representing MORE of us, I arrive closer to the HEART of the Matter: not heteronormativity, but the ABSENCE of any sensible System of Normativity at ALL. For who can make sense of the word "creepy"? How is one to FATHOM what is or is not "attractive" to OTHERS? And how is one, more importantly, to CIRCUMVENT these prejudices by appeal to a Universal? I may not be attractive to YOU, but SURELY I can become Attractive-as-Such, right? Or perhaps Attraction does not exist at all, but it is mere projection.

[({R.G.)}]

Friday, March 12, 2021

Towards a Greater Intelligence: Sixth Draft, I-X.

NOTE: It has been pointed out to me that I have been very experimental in my usage of Capitalization. Part of this owes to the influence of German Idealism upon my Thinking. The rest is for Emphasis, intended to distinguish Core Concepts and Indispensable Appeals, of which many are introduced here, from idiomatic phrases and deductions, which I leave to the Imagination of the Reader. ENJOY. [({R.G.)}]

Chapter One: Prologue and Thesis.

I.                 Allegory One: The Shirtless Egoist.

Perhaps you’ve had the experience of attending a social function and witnessing the effects of alcohol upon the ego. Picture, for a moment, a man who attends such events with purely egocentric intent. Perhaps one night he shows up in a stylish and expensive shirt, expecting, rightfully, a great deal of attention to be paid to him for wearing it. Satisfied with the response and elated by appraisal, he proceeds to indulge in alcohol and the sorts of open expressions of self-confidence that only such settings can facilitate. After a certain point, he decides that the shirt amounts to little more than a constriction, a mere Jungian persona intended to MASK the Great Man Within. He proceeds, therefore and thereafter, to shed the shirt and to expose his newfound audience to his muscular abdominal build, expecting the same praise for his bare chest as his shirt received. Yet, of course, he has been misled by the persona by identifying attention paid to it with attention paid to his Personality, an all-too-common confusion in the present Zeitgeist of Social Media and Public Reputation. Should he be met with less than praise for his tattoo, a matter of great Personal Value to him, he will feel himself personally attacked, and he might react boorishly. He might even imagine that his well-meaning critics had deliberately overstepped their bounds in order to affront his honour; feeling a sense of boundary dissolution as a result, he would be liable to project his own intentionality upon his critics, presuming that they sought to supplant his status only in order to aggrandize themselves, as he had sought to aggrandize HIS own self to begin with. Such a man would not hesitate to call his critics narcissists and bullies, for this would be the most effective psychological defence against them.

Should our hypothetical partygoer come to his senses the following day, it might not be uncommon for him to reflect upon his actions with some measure of humiliation and regret. Yet imagine, as an Epilogue, that our hero proceeds to call the Host of the Party near immediately, slurring an earnest apology that morning through the haze of a hangover. Imagine that the Host is bewildered by this apology, insisting that she remembers neither his antics nor their consequences, since she was, herself, blacked out drunk and probably shirtless at the time.

I illustrate this not to inspire nostalgia for your college undergraduate days, but rather to illustrate, by a belaboured metaphor, the nature of arrogance and, more specifically, the sorts of arrogance that go unchecked in Groups. While many of us are prone to experience embarrassment in our moments of Inspired Egomania, we often tend to feel far more secure when those around us corroborate our egos. We are happy to draw lines between what we think we Think and what we think we Know, defining ourselves by our Knowledge while reserving our Opinions for idle discourse, often to make ourselves appear intelligent, clever, funny, or likeable.

Yet by this process we reveal elements of Ourselves and Our Beliefs which we have taken for granted for ages, often to our immense but largely subconscious detriment, for Life required us to make Choices and we elected, out of Necessity, to make those Choices based upon a series of presumptions that seemed incontrovertible at the time.

Most probably, those presumptions which became ingrained within our psyches by Necessity were popular at the time in our immediate social circle, perhaps even the Mainstream Media. Our felt need to belong to a Community, to have a safety net to catch us, often plays a central part in our Beliefs, especially those we consider necessary for Decision-making. It enables us to bear with failure while more completely enjoying Success; if our Choices prove to yield unfavourable results, we might appeal to our Communal Common Sense in having made them, accruing common sympathy, whereas if results go well we can expect our Success to be perceived as edifying and contributive by our fellows. In this sense, the communitarian approach is a win-win for all well-intentioned members involved within an established discipline with clear-cut goals and guidelines.

Our communal nature as human beings stands therefore to our credit as autonomous agents, especially insofar as we presume upon this Nature as a Source of Truth and Wisdom. Yet in confronting Reality as Such we are interfacing with a different kind of Intelligence, one whose complexity may or may not surpass the artificial networks we’ve contrived in Groups. When metaphysical claims about this Reality as Such, applied to Ethical Choices, are introduced to Collective, Social Discourse, there looms always the danger of confusing a Matter of Opinion for a Matter of Fact, simply because, as autonomous agents, we are inclined to marginalize what we consider to be “matters of opinion” as entertainment whilst prioritizing “matters of fact” as ethically binding, not only upon Ourselves, but also – to the same extent as we feel threatened by either criticism or choices made by those who do not share our opinions – Others as well.

Once I have “tattooed” myself with one Group’s Ideology, I’m apt to feel attacked by those who consider that Ideology to be Questionable. I become arrogant and chauvinistic in displaying those opinions with which I’ve self-identified, as well as boorish and defensive in resisting those whom I’ve identified with a dissenting opinion, even if those who proffer that opinion TO me do not themselves identify WITH that opinion to the same pious and exclusivist extent as I do. Yet whether or not I should ever have to ANSWER FOR my boorishness, my arrogance, my defensiveness, or my chauvinism is entirely contingent upon the SURROUNDING SOCIAL SETTING. If everyone else is likewise tattooed or intoxicated by the same opinionated egoism, I just may avoid making a public folly of myself, especially insofar as my egoism is compatible with the egoism of my fellows. If everyone is drunk anyway, no one cares what you rattled off about.

 

II.             Allegory Two: Plato's Electronic Tablets. (a Farce.)

Consider that I am reading one of Plato’s Foundational Texts: the Republic, for instance. Meanwhile, you are close at hand, playing with an iPad. Suppose I interrupted your game to ask you a question regarding Republican forms of Government. At first, you might be tempted to confuse my position for something referring to the Republican PARTY of the United States of America. With time, however, it would become clear that I am talking about Something Else Entirely.

 

Would you care? Perhaps not, if you presume that whatever Plato had to say on the matter of Government is dated and unimportant. You return to your Game, only to discover that a new Notification has popped up from your Media Outlet of Choice: as it turns out, Republican Radicals have raided the Capitol!!

 

You are furious and indignant. I try to seize my opportunity, to no avail; by the time that I bring up Plato’s Republic again, you have already moved on to spreading the News to anyone in the building whose iContraption is not currently plugged in.

 

Finally, after an hour or so of collective quibbling with your fellows at the Café, you return to your table. I comment that you won’t get very far in Life if you dismiss books in favour of quick fixes on your iPad screen. To this you simply seethe: “The information I receive by Internet is just as good as anything you read up in a book.” When I contest that Information isn’t all there is to Knowledge, you call me a Luddite, or perhaps a Boomer, and you leave, most probably to spread the Word to all Our Neighbours.

 

 

 

That I was not born during the Baby Boom, nor have I ever thrown shoes into a Factory to save my livelihood, is well beside the point. I did not challenge your use of the latest technology; I simply pointed out that it was INSUFFICIENT.

 

Why? Because, having used much OLDER technology in order to enrich my Understanding, I had something to offer which was, given its legacy, far more FOUNDATIONAL and COMPLETE than a mere blurb about political uprising. The remote quality of the text is one that allows me the Sanctity of Mind in which to observe its contents with Objective Detachment, rather than Emotional Outburst. Though my satire herein is clearly a caricature, it is in fact an UNDERSTATEMENT of contemporary protest. Real-life protest is far more dangerous than my comical, hypothetical antagonist in the second person, and it is no less absurd to witness from a literate perspective.

 

Why is my perspective the more literate? To be clear: I’ve never read the Republic in Actuality. I use it to illustrate an extreme in order to counterpoint another extreme with sardonic wit.

 

In this example, there is nothing preventing you from downloading a PDF of Plato’s work and reading it from your Tablet; in fact, by reading it from a “tablet”, you might ironically contend that you are honouring Plato’s original intentions BETTER than I do by my  reading it from Paper, though perhaps if you know a bit about Socrates you will insist that none of this ought ever to have been inscribed at all.

 

Yet all of this is farcical, aimed at lampooning the presumption that the printed word on paper holds the sort of Sacred Dignity which men in bygone centuries projected onto it, just to show that THEY knew how to read. In Truth, you would not even BOTHER with what those men had to say, nor with what Plato chiseled tirelessly into blocks or tasked his slaves with doing. How far would you get into the preface before you were interrupted by another Notice from our Media? How much time would you agonize over the strife of bygone city-states before you chose to fall back into Present Times?

 

Presuming that the “Internet” suffices for your “Information” is not just to say, “I’ll read your Plato from my Tablet and save Trees,” but it IMPLIES instead: “I need no Plato, since I have what he had never dreamt of in his wildest drunken fantasies.” So much for the Symposium, then; you would gladly state the obvious: that all the Ancient Greeks who wrote were drunk and horny, and no one could tell them otherwise, so why should what they have to offer matter?

 

Yet the irony here is that your Technology becomes Useless to you, whereas YOU become USEFUL to IT. The iPad was not DEVELOPED with the INTENT of being used by college undergraduates to study Plato’s ancient writings, since the casual consumer has no interest in such archaic fancies. The iPad was intended for swift access to compact information, ease of manipulation, electronic communications, and Entertainment. You are right: Plato had probably never dreamt of it, and, presumably, the men and women who designed the iPad did not feel they owed him any favours, even if they did, under Closer Examination.

 

As such, if you were to PRESUME that the Apple iPad, coupled with Internet Access, were all you needed with which to Understand Politics, and if you were to equate Evidence to the Contrary with an attack upon Technology and Technocratic Progress as Such, were you to thus suppose that all New Forms of Technology are Superior to Older Models, that their Limitations ought to be disregarded in favour of their INTENDED USES, then you are effectively BEING USED BY your Technological Devices of Choice. Rather than employing the privilege of a diverse Inventory of Devices in order to arrive at the most Inclusive AND Consistent Frame of Reference, you would simply DISOWN all older forms; the suggestion that any of them might retain MERIT to the point of NECESSITY would be tantamount to destroying all iPads. The iPad, fashioned towards a specific SET of USES, thus determines what YOU equate with “Usefulness”, and it follows FROM this equation that OLDER forms are “Useless”.

 

Yet “useless” to whom? Everyone who is not a Luddite Boomer.

 

III.         An Imperfect System:

Scientific Inquiry is an imperfect system by design. It must be falsifiable in order to be valid. As such, it cannot be obligated to produce Absolute Knowledge; Science does not “Need to Know”. Yet human beings DO Need to Know, quite often, with regards to making Choices, especially of an Ethical Nature. The Felt Necessity for Knowledge is often characteristic of Religion in both its Ecstasy and its Agony, so much so that the Ecstasy associated with Spiritual Awakening may be presumed to be little more than a relief from Agonizing Moral Doubt in the face of Imperative Moral Decisions. Science cannot satisfy this Felt Need for Imperative Certainty, given its fluid, developing, and perpetually falsifiable Nature. It follows that “Man” traditionally coupled Religion WITH Science, rather than seeking to drive a wedge between them to cleanse himself of the sins of Faith in favour of the sanctity of Rationality. Yet “Modern Man”, or “Modern Human Being” as we understand “Ourselves”, has by and large revoked Religious Faith in favour of a secular approach to Truth as Such. Suppressing the Will to Believe within the circumscriptions of a formal Tradition, Modern Human Being finds expression for the Religious Instinct in Science, though Science was never equipped for such purposes and, in fact, it was developed to COMPLEMENT Religious Tradition and Religious Presuppositions rather than to COMPENSATE for them.

Much of our contemporary arrogance derives from the Promethean Pride of Technological Innovation and its cravings for Rational, Technocratic Leadership which will not only ACKNOWLEDGE the “Scientific Worldview” but will behave in a manner “consistent with” it. Yet this is to presuppose that the Scientific Worldview POSSESSES the features of a Moral Teleology or any other set of Imperatives, though clearly Scientific Naturalism denies any such Purpose underlying our Existence as Such. Science not only needs not to Know; it also needs not to Care, and if she is to be credited at all as the Mother of Modern Technology, and if her Maternity is not one merely of her having given birth but also of her frequent involvement in her Children’s lives, she must be acknowledged as a fundamentally cold and unavailable parent, many of whose Children have run amuck and wreaked havoc upon entire Civilizations. Technology has helped us to fulfill purposes that have not only augmented but also mitigated our Humanity, and were we to develop new Ethics for the proper USE and DEVELOPMENT of Technology, as undoubtedly many attempts are made to do, they would logically follow NOT from within the Utility of any Technology NOR from within the Frame of Reference of a Science which is both capricious and uncaring. Perhaps, for those initiated INTO Science and her mode of thinking, this is not capricious at all, but acting of one’s “own accord” as a Developing Intelligence, fulfilling the requirements of one’s own deficiencies and goals, will nonetheless appear, rightfully, capricious to those who are seeking a MORAL Worldview, as well as a PERSONAL one at that.

In this sense, we are all, as Modern Individuals, Science Incarnate. We, too, follow our own methods, constantly developing from past mistakes and revising our attitudes in order to accommodate new developments in our Lives. We inherit the exciting unpredictability as well as the insufferable caprice of an Ordered Worldview that makes sense internally but which is baffling from the outside looking in. It follows that, when we DO seek alliance and allegiance with Others, we do so NOT by following from Absolute Principles but RATHER from those partisan biases which consolidated our certainties at an earlier stage of development. Science Itself is not immune to these inherited biases, nor are its modern practitioners, operating within the sort of “Community of Peers” that is founded as much upon conditioned bias as upon rigorous indoctrination within a sophisticated Practice. We are all, to some extent or another, intoxicated by our fellows.

 

None of this is to say that we ought NOT to pursue Objectivity, by one definition or another, that we ought to treat all Opinions as Equal, that we ought to deny either interpersonal or metaphysical Truth, nor that we ought to regard Everything as a Matter of Opinion. It IS, however, to say that we have spent so much time operating under the INFLUENCE of Individualism and its inherent partisan biases that we are not quite READY YET for an effective form of Collectivism. As Watts pointed out, rugged individuals tend to form “mobs” rather than Societies. Conformism by itself is not effective Communitarianism, and it is merely an instrument for Fascism, that is, Egoism on a Mass Scale.

We must thus proceed to re-evaluate the Religious Fanaticism that has become so prevalent in Technocratic Culture, as expressed in the conflicting claims produced by Social Media and Popular Science. The former is largely subjectivist and individualist in scope, liberal in its ethos, and possible only by avenue of a Technology which at once liberates us and circumscribes us in its own, partisan Utilities. The latter is that Body of Theory which is considered “Knowledge” only when it “works” but whose Workings remain Mysterious whenever the Human Subject is involved, which is a constant within all of our Human Inquiries. Between the unchecked subjectivism of the former and the pretensions towards objectivity that the latter is guilty of propagating, we are far from having actualized a genuinely working modern Ethic. It becomes central to our purposes, therefore, if we at least ASPIRE towards Ethical Action, to embrace an attitude of Humility with regards to the incompleteness of our Physical Sciences as well as the attitudes which they give rise to. These Sciences undoubtedly HAVE aided in the betterment of Human Life, by several definitions of “better”, yet we ought not to feel such a binding and pious DEBT to them that they should be allowed to either preclude non-scientific Truths or even ANTI-scientific Truths from coming to light in Public, nor should they be used as excuses for vainglorious violence.

IV.          The Snare of the Present: Shady and Fierce.

Consider the concept of Progress. Progressive thought is primarily predicated upon a set of optimistic presumptions. “Progress” implies, by its very nature, a set of circumstances whereby the Future supersedes and surpasses the Past. This may be conceived of in one of two ways:

One way of interpreting Progress is that the Past is home to a Tradition whereby Goals are established to be resolved over the Course of Time, whose consummation lies in the Future. It would thus follow, under such a paradigm, that the inheritors of this Tradition would initially shoulder the burdens put UPON them BY their progenitors, whose tutelage and records would be indispensable in the proper supervision of Progress. While the Youth will some day live to surpass the Elderly in Dignity, nonetheless they always OWE their Dignity TO the Elderly, not just in the causal sense that, were it not for what the Elderly had accomplished, there would be no Tradition to inherit and by which to attain Dignity, but ALSO because, were no such Tradition to have existed, as interpreted primarily by the relatively Elderly, then there would BE no Ethical Imperatives and, as such, no obligations, no good or bad means or ends, and no Dignity by which to make Choices.

At first, these two qualities of Owing Dignity appear to be one and the same, and they are so insofar as they are two sides of the same proverbial coin. My point is this: that not only are we capable of being Dignified because our ancestors taught us what it would MEAN to be Dignified, but we also MUST be Dignified BECAUSE they taught us this. If this would appear arbitrary, it only appears this way until we, ourselves, find ourselves repeating the habits of moral preaching. This is no mistake; on the contrary, it is emblematic of Maturity that one begins to concern one’s self with one’s Society, its Past, and its Future, and at this point one atones with one’s ethical progenitors.

There is, of course, however, an opposing view of Progress, and this is that of Scientific Teleology. One might say that the Past is obsolete by nature, that Progress in Culture rather parallels the development of Science and Technology. The proper interests of the Human Being are to be rightfully circumscribed by the capabilities of the most up-to-date technology, even if certain customs for which older technologies were developed must be surrendered to the proverbial “Garbage Bin” of History. Embodied in the words of Henry Ford, “History is bunk,” and it is in response to this aphorism that Huxley draws his satirical Brave New World, Jung draws his defence of mythology as an essential part of psychoanalytic practice, Lewis and Tolkien write about the arrogance of novelty and the fated decline of Civilizations, and MacIntyre infers the importance of Tradition in Ethics.  The attitude of Scientific Teleology ignores the fact that, according to Modern Science, no Teleology exists in the World Itself, though all moral claims are supposedly directly contingent upon the Scientific Understanding OF the World Itself and its effects upon Human Beings, and vice versa.

This is also the attitude of the nihilist as exemplified by the mad scientist in Rick and Morty, an adult animated series lauded for having “captured the Millennial Zeitgeist”. Yet at the root of this nihilism is an unshakeable intellectual optimism. Science will either solve all our problems or render those problems Meaningless and unworthy of conscious attention, much less serious debate. Science, yet again, will provide Certainty, and even if Meanings are lost along the way, they may be discarded alongside History. Human Beings will use Technology to provide NEW, more EFFICIENT and EFFECTIVE definitions for Marriage, for Love, for Sexuality, for Justice, for Gender, for Race, and for Character and Merit. We have the Technology, which implies that we have the Ability, and the first order of business in our glorious ascent to the Stars is to jettison the old idols of Tradition, of Social Order, and History.

What would one conceivably expect from this latter interpretation of Progress, were it valid and true? Primarily, we would characterize our Age as one of Unmitigated Optimism. The evils of the Past would not impede our Progress towards Utopia. Mistakes would be recognized instantly and corrected, despite the histories of those mistakes already made, as well as the premonitions predicting those mistakes not yet made, having been decimated. The Artist would not only perpetually surpass his earlier work, but his earlier work would be regarded as inferior as a matter of course and NOT as the result of any personal shortcoming. The Musician whose lyrics from nine years ago appear too affronting for the contemporary listener would continue to output credible work that is better suited to the Market, without recrimination. In short: we would never be “haunted” by the materials of the Past.

When I was growing up, prior to Lady Gaga’s popularization of Electronic Dance Music, the two most important names in popular music were Beyonce Knowles and Eminem. Beyonce’s popularity has endured over the past two decades, as has the work of Marshall Mathers, with both Artists innovating in their respective fields, winning both popularity and notoriety on behalf of their respective genres and enterprises, transforming their personae and sounds with each new album. It was surprising, therefore, to learn from young feminists in 2014 that Beyonce was a “feminist icon”, and it was even more surprising to learn that they did not recognize her most iconic hits off of her debut album upon hearing them, only vaguely guessing at who the singer was on the self-defining “Me, Myself and I”. Beyonce’s style of vocals had not changed considerably, nor had her production techniques and genre, yet ten years was enough time for people claiming to be “fans” to have forgotten or perhaps never heard these songs.

Very recently, Marshall Mathers, alias Eminem, has come under attack by young listeners on the streaming platform TikTok. The rapper had been christened the “King of Controversy” for decades, upsetting purists on both the religious right and the neoliberal left, inspiring fruitless protests across generations. It is astonishing, therefore, to discover that modern listeners have attempted to “cancel” his career for his relatively TAME duet with Rihanna in 2012, less than a decade ago, more than a decade after the release of THE Slim Shady LP.

What Beyonce’s career indicates is that a seminal figure can go from being a sexual commodity to a respected artist to a feminist icon without modern consumers really taking notice; what Eminem’s career demonstrates is that an equally important figure in the same Industry can be demonized by the same generation of consumers, despite having resisted censorship from prior generations and thus paved the way for the popularization of those forms of Media that the new generation takes for granted. Beyonce is haunted by forgetfulness to roughly the same extent as Eminem is haunted by memory. Listeners FORGET Beyonce’s early work, perhaps to the benefit of her present image, but to the ultimate detriment of her legacy as anything more than an “icon”: a symbol appropriated by an ideological agenda. Listeners REMEMBER Slim Shady’s video starring Dominic Monaghan and Megan Fox, but because they FORGET his earlier work they believe the more recent release to be damning. Both of these tendencies in Media may be ascribed to “progressivism”, yet are they genuine Progress?

No. As I explained, “Progress” implies, even at its most nihilistic and cynical, a certain optimism and idealism. If we are to be honest with ourselves, we must confess that we pride ourselves in the Present precisely BECAUSE it was INCONCEIVABLE to the Prophets of the Past. Scientific Teleology, as opposed to Traditional Progress, makes a habit, as I have explained, of DISOWNING the Past in FAVOUR of the Present Moment. Yet how are young people to avail themselves of this? After all: can their ancestors not say that they PREDICTED that the Youth would make such MISTAKES in the Future? One must, in order to defend Scientific Teleology, PRESUME that such predictions were Impossible. No one can foresee the Future, nor is anyone justified in directing its course.

Instead of looking back on Shady’s early work and taking PRIDE in how far we have COME, in part BY AVENUE OF HIS INFLUENCE, progressives in this school are happy to appropriate the results of his daring innovations whilst disowning the Innovator. It is taken for GRANTED that he OUGHT TO HAVE KNOWN BETTER, DESPITE the presupposition that he could NOT have known better, precisely BECAUSE HE LIVED IN OUR CULTURAL PAST.

The same principle may be applied to European Philosophy. Progressives are happy to embrace Human Rights without paying proper respects to those who CREATED Human Rights. Human Rights are presumed to have always existed, inherently, within Nature. Yet how can they have existed in Nature were they not fashioned by some sort of Intelligence with its Own Plans for Progress?

 

 

 

 

 

V.              The Intelligent Universe.

Those who do not study History are not doomed merely to repeat it, but to appropriate it. We borrow the language of the Past in order to justify the polar opposite in the Present. We may be inventive in doing so, but we are certainly not Good, not even by our own definitions, except for those which will be rendered moot within a year or so, given our luck.

However, if every living generation up until this point has known about these dangers, then have they not also, presumably, been party to them? If so, how can we turn to ANYONE with the intent of finding a credible Authority?

The answer is twofold: one is that Authority need not be Perfect by the standards of a misguided Youth in order to be credible. The other is that such an Authority may be derived from an interpretation of the Universe which Science does not offer us: the Morally Purposive One, wherein the Universe is Intelligent.

Not incidentally, both this former theme of a “fallen” generation having inherited the errors of its progenitors, as well as the Redemption of all generations, Living and Dead, Past, Present, and Future, by contact with a Superior, Universal Intelligence, is nothing at all new to Human Societies, nor is it peculiar to any one time or place in Human Culture. Yet it is precisely this Dimension of Human Life, indispensable to address the problems of Imminently Necessary Choice, which has been the most systematically marginalized by those who fanatically insist that Science has rendered it obsolete, as though it were in itself merely a dated form of Technology. That Dimension is, of course, the Religious.

 

When the Scientific Method was developed, it was presumed that the World as Such was Intelligible. Yet what constitutes “Intelligibility”? When I read a Letter, I am interfacing with an Impersonal Object; when I use a photo camera, it has no feelings for which I should be concerned. Be all that as it may, should I record a video wherein I read a Public Letter denouncing Science as a System, how many critics will not comment, “but he used TECHNOLOGY to make this very film!!” Yet why should I owe this DEBT to Technology, and how does that serve as a WARRANT for contemporary Science? This appears to be the case because it is presumed Technology must be synonymous with Scientific Knowledge. The Scientific Logos has BLESSED these devices, imbibing them with its Spirit.

Perhaps that caricature is somewhat unjust, but it is not far from the Truth. When I read the Letter, I can INFER upon that Intelligence which drafted the Letter. I PROJECT my own Intelligence UPON the Unintelligent Object, just as I PROJECT upon the Camera the Scientific Knowledge necessary to develop this Device. Were that Scientific Knowledge incomplete, not only would the Device, which bears the Mark of its Maker, have never been Imagined; this Imagining could never have been actualized with Certainty as to the effectiveness of its Actualization. Science is Mother, Father, and Child, the entire Trinity we call Technology, all in one Process, whose Ways are Mysterious to us but nonetheless Absolutely Binding.

That the Intelligence of the Designer may be inferred from the Object I do not mean to contest, though I maintain that we can have no Scientific Knowledge which fully accounts FOR this Intelligence. We know how to use Science in order to develop Technology; we know NOT how to use Science to understand that same Process of Development. Ideas come to us always from the Mysteries of the Unconscious; they belong, therefore, to Existence as Such. Nor can we presume that those who develop Technology are in possession of an Absolute Knowledge, one which would warrant the presumed existence of an Absolute Science, simply because NOT ALL THEORIES WORK. Science produces the Theory; Technology determines, by its efficacy or inefficacy, within the bounds of its own Utilities, and according to the reports of those Human Subjects circumscribed by those Utilities, whether or not such an application of Scientific Theory is VALID and TRUE. Science is the Father; Technology is the Mother, and when either the Father misconceives or the Mother miscarries, this Holy Trinity falls apart, however temporarily. Neither party is an Absolute Authority, so neither party deserves our unquestioning prostration and slavish worship.

Considering how those who worship Science and Technology treat their opponents, especially when drunk at parties, it is clear that what it means to be an intelligible HUMAN BEING is not very different anymore from what it means to be an intelligible Letter or Camera. We call “stupid” or perhaps even “disabled” (a term as mechanistic as it is insulting) those who do not understand the “Obvious Truths” of Science. Often, we struggle to UNDERSTAND these people, so we PRESUME them to be Unintelligent. If they TRY to MAKE THEMSELVES Understood, we see the futility of our own Understanding as symptomatic of THEIR Unintelligence; if they struggle to understand US, we presume that they are simply to Unintelligent to do so. As such, the modern Scientific Positivist equates INTELLIGENCE with INTELLIGIBILITY. I cannot COMPREHEND those either more or less Intelligent than I, given a wide margin, hence I give them a wide berth, especially if I presume myself to Know myself to be more Intelligent. Nor can those of wildly different Intelligence hope to make sense of ME, so why bother arguing with idiots? Simply determine whether or not they will serve the Truth. There’s no need to establish Common Ground between Parties; simply determine the Other’s stance. If the Other is “Right”, then he or she will not resist me; if he or she is “Wrong”, what a fantastic opportunity to PROVE it, eloquently.

All of this I do not yet contest as valid. I only contest that it’s Ironic that these same Militant Positivists presume the UNIVERSE to be devoid of Purposive Intelligence. Recall the Camera; I can infer the Designer from the Object. A similar analogy observation was made about the Watch. Yet was this not the PERFECT Analogy for Intelligent Design? “No,” say the Scientists, “for the World as Such needs no Designer in order to be UNDERSTOOD.” Yet if People and Objects cannot be considered “Intelligible” if they are not “Intelligent”, then how can the WORLD AS SUCH be considered Intelligible to the Modern Scientist?

It becomes clear, now, why those who initially developed the Scientific Method(s) believed in God.

 

 

 

 

Chapter Two: The Godless State.

 

VI.          Atheistic Sexuality: the Crisis of Consenting Libertines.

Sexual Ethics are practically dead nowadays, though the drive to establish and control Sexuality remains at the forefront of the liberal consciousness which killed those Ethics.

Consider the manner in which pairings are made. That they are most often between consenting adults is a given; the manner in which this consent is ACQUIRED goes largely unexamined, as well as the distinction between positive and negative forms of conspiracy between "consenting adults". To some extent, the Libertarian Position is practically taken for granted: Consenting adults may enter into any sort of conspiracy which stands to benefit both parties. If such an alliance should stand to hurt any party outside of the consenting parties, that is of no moral consequence; if it should stand to hurt the parties involved, they both bear the blame, but that is all.

How often can we claim to be so impartial? How often instead do we hear talk of one of the consenting parties violating the other's "rights"? And how often yet must we take biased strides and leaps of faith in order to pick sides, abstracting from the conflict and reducing it to Ideology!!

More often than not, consent is not enough. We make our pairings based upon our whims and NOT based upon Social Custom. That is not to say that no Customs EXIST, but rather that they are not ABSOLUTES.

One Custom is what came to be regarded as "the Bro Code". In effect, it's little more than modern formal variations on the Code of Chivalry, a Classic Ethic from the European Middle Ages which is aimed as much towards Solidarity between Good Men as well as principles of how those Men ought to treat Women.

That this Ethic is not "dead" or ought to be preserved goes almost without saying. It's essential for all modern people not just to discern their Friends from Enemies, but ALSO to be clear about what that ENTAILS: how Friends behave towards Friends. While Friendly Competition can and does exist, it is DISTINCT from Enmity, chiefly because IT TOO requires our consent. That Enemies do not require my consent to competition is a given; that my FRIENDS require my consent to competition is Essential.

How would this appear to the Liberal Individualist who does NOT value Friendship, however? To her, Individual Consent is Everything. It is not the business of the Society to DECIDE what WARRANTS Consent; that's the Individual's Own Business. Yet how are we to resolve conflicts of interest between Individuals? Simply put: that Consent which is RECIPROCATED suffices, and ONLY that Consent suffices; all other forms of Consent are null and void, and those enterprises producing that Consent are invalid, immoral, and pathological.

In short: Individualism produces Mob Mentality. The Individual may be as Instrumental and Disloyal as he or she chooses to be, SO LONG AS another Individual, by no means his or her Superior in Dignity, stands allegedly to BENEFIT by a conspiracy of whims between the two. Since all Individuals are equally depraved, and since they are only redeemed by consensual pairings, the only SELFISH parties are those who are outvoted, presumably because they lacked the INDIVIDUAL qualifications to be the more attractive option in a Competition which they did not consent to, EVEN AMONG ALLEGED FRIENDS.

How does this pathologizing of the Unrequited Lover stand with Moral Theory, though? According to Kohlberg Psychology, these pairings are Conventional at BEST and pre-Conventional in Principle. While clinically MOST people will reason in such a manner, that means NOT to indicate that this is the ONLY nor the BEST way to Reason.

One surpassing appeal is that of Selflessness. Selfless Love is NOT the same sort of Love that wants only the Other to be Happy, deriving Happiness from the other's Happiness at one's own expense, for that is nothing more than an investment in Empathy and Good Cheer. Happiness and Love are often in direct opposition to one another, and rightfully so, for Love is something more akin to an Agon[y], a Struggle for Self-Transcendence. The Pursuit of Happiness produces Misery by Default, for it is ALWAYS a Selfish Enterprise. The Pursuit of Love produces Meaning, which endures EITHER Misery OR Happiness, "in sickness and in health".

It thus follows that the Unrequited Lover is SUPERIOR to the Conventional Lover, since he can Love WITHOUT BEING LOVED IN RETURN. It is precisely this kind of Commitment which serves to WARRANT Love, which serves as a PREREQUISITE to Consummate Love, (which is now to be defined as a consensual pairing between two parties who WOULD love one another as unrequited lovers if they had not the privilege of one another's consent,) and as such it CAN be used to DETERMINE who is WORTHY of consent in any competition. Unrequited Love is also DEFENDED BY Chivalry, since it is not distorted by a consent which is founded purely on whim and competition. The man who defends his "Bro[ther's Honour]" needs not concern himself with whether or not his Brother pursues a woman who "cares" for the suitor, since it should suffice that Friends regard Friends as Honourable and Worthy Candidates, lest they become Enemies and even Bitter Rivals.

That the Predecessor Culture HAD an internal consistency between its diverse appeals is thereby apparent. That the Modern Culture of Liberal Individualism lacks this is transparent. MacIntyre needs no further evidence for his thesis in After Virtue except by observing the most banal of human sexual pairings. That women had no say in the establishment of Chivalry goes also without saying, almost. Yet far more important is this point: that women, taking charge in Sexuality, have yet to give Good Men a System which is nearly as consistent, both externally and internally, sociologically as well as psychologically. It is perhaps for that reason that we hear so much talk of “toxic relationships” but not prescriptions for an effective antidote. Maybe that is why Eminem’s most honest work is being censored, as well as why it shouldn’t.

VII.      The Liberal Bureaucrat OR: Why the Robot Shrinks Believed I’d Vote for Trump.

Last year, I took a psychometric test that was aimed at determining whether I had the moral makeup of a Trump supporter or a Biden supporter. My results indicated that, according to my moral leanings, I was most likely to vote for Donald Trump in the 2020 Presidential Election. Of course: I am NOT a Trump supporter, but perhaps not for the same reasons as most people vote for Biden; in that sense, the test was very accurate, though probably not in the manner it was supposed to have been. To me, Joe Biden embodied the cliché of the President We Need, whereas Donald Trump had always been the President We Deserved.

Why would I say such a thing? In short, I agree with Slavoj Zizek: Trump is the most POSTMODERN president this country has ever had. By “postmodern”, what is meant is that he has an ethic NOT of Consistency but rather of Inclusion. How is this possible in an ostensibly “conservative” icon who comes off as a bigot? Put simply: Trump is NOT a conservative. Donald Trump panders to conservatives just as Joe Biden panders to liberals. Neither man can deliver on his promises, nor SHOULD he, for the People protest too much.

Donald Trump’s Twitter history alone stands as a testament to a man whose mind answers to no logical authority. He rattles off on tangents, citing platitudes left and right, (though mostly right) but there is nothing there resembling an overlying Plan or Ethic. Yet remove Trump from the platform, as the Twitter staff did, and it does not look much better. Twitter inevitably PRODUCED a persona like Trump because it perpetually facilitates a mind like Trump’s: an incessant, rambling stream of unconsciousness devoid of Meaning. Trump is “postmodern” because WE are, and in this sense too he is the consummation of liberal individualism.

Trump represents a project that is older than its own memory, an enterprise spanning three centuries and fraught with confusion. Whenever Trump appears dictatorial or authoritarian, it is nothing but the inevitable consequence of unchecked individuality. Whenever we are so passionate in resisting bureaucracy that we become bureaucratic towards others, we become-Trump. As such, the Trump Administration represented a unique challenge for the American People: to either own up to ourselves or to blame each other. Any one of us has BEEN-Trump at one point or another, but it takes courage to ACKNOWLEDGE that fact; it is far easier to blame others by projecting Trump UPON them, and that is precisely what we did.

By this I do not mean to say that people are not WORTHY of contempt, especially when they behave in a Trump-like manner. Yet Trump supporters are not alone in these behaviours, and if one wonders why the Liberal Media is so repressive and adamant about “canceling” any vestige of Trump’s influence, as well as the “dark history” that made him possible, it is only because Liberal Media refuses to acknowledge its OWN sacred values as emblematic of that same dark history. Without “human rights”, there can be no “racism”; without “sexism”, there can be no “feminism”; without “the Elite”, there can be no “Equality”. These are not mere Taoist platitudes; these are observable trends, for in fact it was the “Right to Property” which perpetuated Slavery long before it was called “racism”, it was Sexism which made possible the rise of Feminism, both as the opposition to AND the implementation OF sexist practices, and it is the drive to be Superior and to evade Inferiority which compels men and women to want to be “Equal”. The Cancel Culture is nothing more than Scapegoating and Shadow Projection: the polar OPPOSITE of what one would expect of a Progressive Society which takes it as a matter of COURSE that History is fraught with inferiority. Liberal Media suppresses “conservative” tendencies so as to cover up its OWN kinship to Trump.

The psychometric test I took was “iffy”. In general, it’s a bad idea to confuse emotions, ethics, and politics as though they were one unit. Psychometrics of this kind seek to assess an individual’s subjective, emotive responses to political issues in order to determine that individual’s moral “leanings”, in turn producing a prediction for how that individual will vote.

I do not mean to say that human beings are “much too complex” to be analyzed; it is rather that politics, ethics, and emotions are much too complex to be EQUATED. Political Decisions are often grave matters requiring our best show of objectivity; it’s not that there is no room for emotion in this field, but emotion cannot be the Driving Force. Conversely, it is MORALITY which produces both our political views AND our emotional responses, but this Morality, because it produces our emotional responses, is NOT the product OF our emotional responses, and often when we have a “change of mind” we undergo a “change of heart” as well. This change in both does not always mean that we will make predictable political decisions, however, since it’s possible that maturity only compels us to see that NEITHER side is Right.

So: why do I maintain that Biden is the “right” choice? It is because he is a Moderate. Moderacy is not something I take pride in, yet it is necessary for the country NOW, for we have to recover from the lunacy and extremism of the Trump Administration. This is not to say that I BLAME Trump for this lunacy; he is our scapegoat and a fitting mascot for the Zeitgeist. The reason I appear to be a Trump supporter is that, while I DO support Biden, I do NOT think like so many of his other supporters. Biden supporters, according to this test, think entirely in terms of liberal platitudes, by no means more sensible or informed than Trump’s otherwise harmless antics. Biden APPEARS to these people as Trump appeared to the American “conservative”. It takes, perhaps, a man like Biden to see the TRUE Biden: a much-needed reprieve.

 

 

 

 

VIII.   A Tale of Five Black Men: Simpson, King, Smalls, Porgy, and Cosby.

People are not concerned about murder. People are concerned about judgement. O.J. Simpson got off because the Court was somehow duped into considering itself unqualified to judge of his crimes. Rodney King did not inspire a wave of devastating riots because he got away with drunk driving, but rather because those who sought to punish him for his crimes got away with using extreme force. No one has really expressed much concern for the highly documented and even celebrated murders of African American men in African American communities. One gapes in awe at the Black Lives Matter movement, since it seems delayed by such a margin. I’d already grown desensitized to the Notorious B.I.G.’s tales of gun violence towards his fellow black men; I was inwardly praying for the Police to finally put an end to this epidemic of murder.

Then I saw Porgy and Bess and witnessed a black man murdering his fellow with a meat hook. The few people “not of colour” in this play sought piously to bring the Villain to Justice, even surrendering various social niceties and elements of due process in the process: a smart move, considering that to operate within such confines is bureaucracy. Yet the inhabitants of Catfish Row resisted the investigation with inexplicable bias, and ultimately the Hero had to murder the Villain and thereby become the Villain before the show concluded. As the Opera ended on his most quixotic and megalomaniacal note, the audience cheered for all the actors, though they booed ironically the actors who portrayed the Officers of Law, actors who in their turn accepted the contempt their characters accrued with bows and smiles.

I was astounded. I was promised I would see “oppression” and “community”, but all of the “oppression” that I witnessed came from right WITHIN the same “community” that was supposed to have been its antithesis. The Villain’s actor, interviewed, insisted that he WAS no “Villain”; rather, he was like a “dog” that needed to be “trained”. Yet who would train him? Clearly: not those qualified to do so by Authority of Law. Thus his oppression would persist to an extreme, yet even in the aftermath of this extreme his vindicator would refuse to look him in the face and own up to the guilt of that same sin that in the gospel of that same community was an offence against the Lord of ALL Men.

This is perhaps the consequence of Liberal Individualism, though Communitarianism is not immune to it. Liberal Individual Society, especially EGALITARIAN Individualist Society, treats Judgement as though it were a fate worse than death and a sin worse than murder. If all distinctions of Authority are false, by whose Authority can I be judged a Villain? Who then are the Heroes? It’s no wonder that the Damsel in Distress, at one point central as an archetype, is now considered a taboo. Yet where is the Heroism in saving one’s SELF? Is it not EVIL to say that no one WANTS Salvation?

Communitarianism is not much help. I can stand up for my TRIBE, but ONLY for my Tribe. I am prone to resist interference from the Dominator Culture, though by the standards of that Culture those whom I resist are simply representing THEIR Tribe and that God of Retribution which our Tribes might share in common. In the process, I hurt BOTH Tribes and become a sinner in the eyes of that same God, except if I presume that God would wish my enemy to live and sin a little longer so that *I* might be the one to punish him.

In context it is no more surprising that Bill Cosby was imprisoned than the fact that O.J. Simpson was not. While Simpson “represented” the Plight of the African American Man, Cosby had renounced the depravity of his culture’s tendencies towards violent crime and instead “represented” the Wealthy and Law-abiding Man. As such, the temptation was to expose his underlying HYPOCRISY. Cosby came to REPRESENT the Plight of the Unwealthy Woman, though he was only betrayed by that same Legal System he condoned when he too became the victim of a vigilante bypass of due process. Our OWN “hypocrisy” proved greater, and the Black Man was yet again reduced to a Symbol in the hands of Idealogues, no more Human in the Public Eye than Trump or Biden.

 

IX.         What Dysphoria Can Do for God:

 

We are living in the Future; this goes also almost without saying. This is not to say that we will never be surprised again, but rather it is to say that everything which would have surprised our ancestors has come to pass, at least within our minds.

The Mind is a Strange Place. For ages, man has more or less adhered, across the Globe, to certain principles and Universals which were archetypal, without Question. What is Mysterious to the Contemporary Liberal is that so many of the World's Cultures should have committed themselves to the same "dogma". What is Mysterious to the World's Cultures is that the Contemporary Liberal should find so many excuses to upset that Universalizing "dogma".

Some of the heretics we’ve called the "mad", the "schizophrenic", the "bipolar" and "delusional". Yet how we treated Mad Men in the Days of Yore is of no real concern to Modern Science. Modern Science only treats those analyzed by specialists, according to a scheme developed by professional researchers with the Best Intentions. Considering how much our Sciences have formalized, we might pretend that those who came before us never "UNDERSTOOD" what mental illness is, so there is no comparison between our treatments and their tyranny.

Consider one such illness, which we call "gender dysphoria". We don't deny that this is something VALID, insofar as even medics are forbidden to contest the Cause. As a result of sheltering the trans from Public Scorn, we exercise an Ethic of Inclusion. It is mean, it is "transphobic", and it's fundamentally dysfunctional to call a human being's underlying gender aspirations into Question. Yet the Question looms: if gender is exclusively a "social construct", how does one describe the man who says that, deep down, he's a woman? We might say that no such man exists, for what we have in fact is but a woman we've MISTAKEN for a man, as did the Gods who crafted this poor woman's D.N.A. to carry the Y chromosome.

Of course, I speak again by proxy and by caricature. I can't claim to understand Gender Dysphoria from the inside out, except to that extent that, if I ever experienced it, I did not allow it to affect me, electing to redefine "manhood" prior to redefining myself as "man" or "woman". Yet, as before, the caricature needn't be regarded as a farce. I won't PRECLUDE the possibility that a Female Mind can inhabit a Male Body. Yet one must be CONSISTENT, rather than merely Inclusive, in the implications this presents.

If we are born with certain mental makeup, then we're NOT the products of Society exclusively. This is important, since a purely Social Being has no dignity OUTSIDE Society, its norms and its conceits to "Progress". If a woman can be born by every semblance male, if she is but "assigned" the role of Man, then What We Are cannot be summarized by Science. If we CAN be summarized by Science, by that token, then how Science has identified “man” is essential, and Psychology must thus identify dysphoria as a delusion, NOT a purposive neurosis.

The Christian definition for the transwoman is "a man who believes he is a woman". Yet this Twitter regards as "hate speech". The classification is, of course, purely formal and not at all literal, since Christians are instructed to love their neighbours as their GOD had fashioned them, regardless of how those same neighbours adorn themselves. In the Christian view, God does not make mistakes, and neither, incidentally, do medics. If you're born a man, you stay a man, and everyone can see it. This, at least, would summarize the Fundamentalist Position.

Why would we call this "hate speech"? Only insofar as we presume that calling someone's innermost convictions of Identity to doubt is somehow "hateful". Yet it's not so much that hatred drives us; rather, it is that we do not wish Bureaucracy to rule AGAINST the person of transgender. Rulings of this kind INSPIRE hatred, or at least they lend excuses to it. Speaking hatred is no problem in itself, except when it has CONSEQUENCES for minorities, making oppression possible.

That is not to say that there are not minorities deserving of our hatred; Fascists, after all, comprise a waning, fading trend, for instance. Yet the transgender is harmless, right? Undoubtedly, though stigmas which emerge from such a policy present a problem metaphysically. If I presume AGAINST the Christian Skeptic, I must nonetheless explain HOW WITH SUCH CERTAINTY I KNOW that she who calls herself a "woman" is a woman. I must side with her in saying that there's a TRANSCENDENT Gender, deep inside her SOUL, even if "Soul" here is a mere umbrella for that Psychic Realm which Science can't explain. Thus, though it's Science which produces our modern understanding of Transgenderism, Science thus "gets out of Science", in the words of Gilles Deleuze, or rather WE "get out of Science" when we take it to this strange extreme.

By this I do not mean to say that we ought NOT to look at Science with some skepticism. Nor do I suggest that L.G.B.T.Q. will take its place. Perhaps a wave of interest renewed in Carl Jung's Psychology will help us understand gender dysphoria by means which we have not available to us at present, or of which we struggle to avail ourselves. Perhaps we're ALL dysphoric, and by fitting molds that God did not intend for us we've misconstrued His Plans for us. Perhaps instead of my rejecting my Society I have to go THROUGH my Society if I'm to reach His Grace, as Kierkegaard insists. At any rate, I can't preclude this God nor that He has a Plan for me, for if I DO experience my symptoms as a Given with a Purpose, I presume upon a Nature which is Purposive, Intelligent, and Moral.

If Sartre can be so punishing in his absolute renunciation of Transcendental thinking, then we are permitted to be just as absolute once we allow even the slightest hint of unspoken Transcendentalism into our most dearly beloved Policies, such as Free Speech. If it is "hate speech" to call a transwoman a man, then All Things Are Possible. If they have not happened YET, that is not to PRECLUDE that they will happen, and though *I* will not be surprised when they DO, those adhering to the dogma of the Present WILL. It's only a matter of time. We only forget that Time will Tell, since we live as THOUGH we had no Future.

 

Chapter Three: Five Sociopaths in Modern Media.

 

X.             Our First Sociopath: Walter White.

 

The Morality Play is not one thing one would expect to glean much popularity within an age of moral ambiguity, yet we can count this now among the various surprises that the Future had to offer us. That Moral Ambiguity has helped to FURTHER rather than NEGATE the art of the dramatic moral story is exemplified most clearly in the boisterous success and the enduring legacy of Breaking Bad, still lauded widely as the greatest show ever released on Television. Vince Gilligan is not the sort of author to keep quiet on his work, so we enjoy not only seeing our own responses to the narrative but also his own, living commentary on Walt’s tale. Gilligan intended Breaking Bad to have a moral, which he clearly summarized: “Actions have consequences.” Walter White, the tragic hero, must become the villain, so that we can see his downfall and rejoice in it. The transformation works because we sympathize with the hero we encounter yet we admire the villain he becomes; it’s in that “gray area” between the “light” Walter and the “dark” Heisenberg where all the REAL dramatic conflict takes place, as our sympathies for heroes compete with our admiration for villains.

What inspires sympathy for Walter White? It’s the sense that he does not get the sort of recognition he deserves. A loyal family man, a patient teacher, and a hardworking professional, holding down two menial jobs to support his family, the combination of the two ensuring that he will never leave behind the sort of legacy his former partners now enjoy, Walter invokes both our conditioned sense of homely “Goodness” and our more deep-seated pity and suspicions that this way of life produces only misery.

Yet thankfully by now we know it will not end this way for him, for when he first appears he’s powerless but far from homely. We encounter Walter not within the cozy suburbs of Albuquerque but rather in the Deserts of an Indian Reservation, entirely removed from “White” American Life, driving a Recreational Vehicle with a meth lab inside, desperate to leave one final message for his family to know he did this all for them. Since we don’t know yet what he’s done nor who they are, and since he is the only character whose name we know, in full, establishing a Protagonist, we register that he’s addressing US, the Audience, as family as well as jury.

The strangeness of these initial circumstances, as well as the Protagonist’s believable anxiety in response to them, couple to produce some sympathy in viewers who would never find themselves in such a situation, while inspiring some admiration for a man who, like the Western Outlaw, somehow ventured forth into this alien domain, with Dignity. To see the spineless coward teaching high school chemistry become this Outlaw Cowboy is rewarding, so our sympathies and admiration must endure as he descends into the Underworld. As he must grapple with the consequences of his social deviance, we root for him, acknowledging what he MUST do to set things “right”, bewailing that he’s tasked with such a burden. His victims would appear to all be guilty criminals, surpassing him in power and experience, so though he leads to their demise we still regard him as a “hero”, even noting his involvement in the Drug Enforcement Agency’s successes.

Yet even when he tries to salvage innocence by levelling with Krazy-8, we see in Krazy-8 a vestige of the Walt we know and love, implying that when Walter finally surpasses Krazy-8 he kills some part of his own innocence, becoming that same danger Krazy-8 had represented to begin with. As the show progresses, the casualties grow progressively more innocent, while Heisenberg grows stronger as a villain. Thus our sympathies are transferred from the man who was “in danger” to the victims of this man who IS “the danger,” by his own admission as the One Who Knocks. By the end, the question of whether or not you SUPPORT Heisenberg, whether you consider his undoing to be tragic or comic, is almost utterly contingent upon what you truly value more: the innocence of victims or the Greatness of Oppressors, your sympathy or your admiration.

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We must stop thinking in terms of what is Good or Bad for any one Individual, and instead we must start thinking about what the Society Values, perhaps according to what an Intelligent Universe presents as Such, and what sacrifices must be made in the PURSUIT of those Values, regardless of who is more or less affected by those sacrifices PERSONALY.