The Human Disconnect
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Based on my own observations, people don’t know what the hell they believe. Meaning two things:
1) they are not really that familiar with the specifics of the ideology/religion/whatever to which they claim to adhere and
2) they are not really that familiar with the opinions/thoughts/gibberish they express.
Take the Christo-fascist (I’m in no mood to be nice or tolerant, so yeah: they’re fascists) who protests at the abortion clinic. They’re doing this not because they have themselves spent years studying the scripture of the old and new testaments, examining and analyzing the meaning of the legalistic edicts in comparison to the messages of forgiveness and humility taught by Jesus and the apostles. They do it because Pat Robertson tells them too. They don’t know what the fuck they believe. They don’t think about the fact that the chapter in Leviticus that calls homosexuality an abomination also instructs that you must stone a farmer to death for planting two different crops side by side.
Take the Russian woman I heard in an NPR interview the other day who said that Stalin did great things for Russia. “People say he killed hundreds of thousands of people. But look at how great he made Russia. He did incredible things for his people. He was a genius. He had to do what he did for the greater good of Russia. I think Putin has that greatness.” So, Putin is just like Stalin and that’s a good thing. I wonder if she has really thought about what she’s saying and the implications of what she claims to believe. My guess is, no.
And take this story, about Saint Reagan and the 2008 Republican primaries. Go read it and then come back. I’ll wait…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
Okay. See what I mean? Maybe if we didn’t have this retarded two-party system, people would feel they have a little more space in which to examine their own beliefs and figure out what their chosen candidate really represents. But it’s Red or Blue, elephant or donkey, lower taxes or higher taxes, bloodthirsty or bleeding heart, hawk or dove, values or hedonism. We don’t leave room for debate in this country. We don’t like it. If the primary field lacks a clear front runner, the media makes sure one is fabricated because heaven forbid if any of us had to sit down and think about who we want to vote for too hard. It’s not only Americans, though. Humanity craves simplicity. That’s why Marx called religion the opiate of the masses: we crave a clear path, an obvious choice. It’s soothing to be told what to do and it makes us crazy to have to make a choice based on our own judgment and form our own opinions. We don’t want that much responsibility or accountability.
Humans have a disconnect between reality and perception. Reality is primary. Perception is secondary. We ignore the primary because it requires analysis and processing in order to make sense of what we are experiencing. We prefer the secondary because it’s already been processed and interpreted. The work is done and we don’t have to think too much. We can just regurgitate the talking points and feel smart. I think this explains why not much in the world makes sense to me. I’m guilty of relying on secondary information, too. But I hope that I really try to get to the root of it, the reality. It’s important to me to get to the naked truth because I don’t want to be a dupe. I have control issues. I react violently and viscerally when I think somebody is trying to control me. Since I live in my head so much, my biggest fear would be that my thoughts are not my own. And since I’m not naive, I realize that to a certain extent they’re not. My thoughts and opinions are informed by my experiences and my environment. Sometimes I’m looking at the cave and sometimes I’m looking at the tree. But when and how do I know the difference? I believe in absolute reality/truth, but I don’t know that we can really experience it completely. But I do think we should still try.
Cross Posted @ Suzi Riot’s Place of Residence