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Thursday, November 5th, 2009

From the East Bay Express:

An online review of a business might seem harmless – that is, until you threaten someone’s livelihood and that person in turn threatens you. Sean C. learned that the hard way when he wrote a negative review of San Francisco’s Ocean Avenue Books last week on Yelp.

See, a big, impersonal chain store would simply have sued or issued a takedown notice; but independent businesses, struggling to stay alive in these trying times, can be more willing to devote more focused attention to their customers.

(Honestly, though; the article certainly invites readers to take sides, but really nobody comes off looking good-who the hell knows what really happened?)

| November 5th, 2009 | by BCSilvia | Categories: Barbarism, Books & Literature | Trackback | No Comments »



Trust Me, I Know What I’m Doing To You

Tuesday, October 13th, 2009

Spotted a link to this Dear Prudence chat (via Chaos Theory), wherein:

I have recently found out from a very good friend of mine that she has herpes. She’s had it for many years. She is sexually active, and very attractive. She has a history of many relationships.

The problem is that she does not tell her boyfriends that she has herpes.

Following the above quote in the original article are some of the writer’s friend’s rationalizations, which probably deserve to be deconstructed, but that’s not what I’m after, here.

(Although, if you do have herpes and you’re looking for romance, you may want to consider one of the many STD-oriented dating sites out there. Just sayin’. Moving on, now.)

I think that most of us understand the kind of mentality that leads to the behavior of someone like the above-quoted-writer’s friend, even if we’re initially shocked by it. However, even though we recognize the type of thinking that allows people to act in this way, I’m not sure that we talk about it much. Since this is such an stark example, maybe we should take the time.

So, let’s talk about herpes for a minute.

There are lots of ways to cope with the realization that you have herpes. You could take responsibility for your choices, go on medication, inform your sexual partners, and take precautions to avoid transmission. A less ideal response would be to feel unfit for human contact, unworthy of love, as though you were some filthy troll whose genitals are full of poison. You can find yourself too afraid to level with your partners about your incurable STD, and too responsible to sleep with anyone you haven’t warned about it, which could leave you depressed, lonely and frustrated, your once-healthy sex life shot to hell. It’s an awful way to live, because no one should have to feel that way, and herpes-sufferers don’t deserve to be judged, or stigmatized, or otherwise made to feel like shit.

Still and all, both of those responses are just a big bag of no fun and, unfortunately, some people can’t deal with the complex questions surrounding responsibility and informed consent. But, if your delusion-manufacturing system is in high-gear, you don’t have to deal with any of that. Why not just go on the way you’ve always done, and hope for the best? Things will probably be okay, right?

It’s not simply about being cavalier with other human being’s lives—though, for some people (we call them sociopaths) that’s certainly a factor. But most people are capable of remorse, guilt, and empathy, which tends to engender a sense of responsibility. And that’s where delusion and rationalization come in to play—they reduce the dissonance between our ethics and our actions. They allow an otherwise ethical person to accomplish feats that might seem monstrous to outsiders, even if they seem totally fine to the perpetrator. Because a rationalization is sort of like bad handwriting: It’s easier to understand if it’s your own.

Someone who has herpes and decides to keep it a secret from his or her partners might seem like an irresponsible menace, to most people. But Patient Zero doesn’t look at it that way, because that point of view would require them to accept that they are a bad person, which most people tend to avoid.

So: They say it’s no big deal, that lots of people have herpes; and, anyway, if that other person they had a one night stand with tends to sleep with a lot of strangers anyway, well then he or she probably already had herpes to begin with. And anyway, people who are sexually active are going to get herpes eventually, right? Besides, even if they do get herpes it’s not like AIDS or anything; having herpes isn’t a death sentence, just a minor inconvenience. So: I’m not a bad person, don’t you see?

Those arguments might seem utterly laughable, but they’re all absolutely real justifications I’ve heard from people. Often, they’ve been good, kind, caring people in every other respect. They’re not out to fuck people over, though they invariably do; they’re not monsters.

Evil they may not be, but they are deluded a tiny bit. They are avoiding the responsibility for the fact that their silence leads to the very real possibility that they are giving another human being an unnecessary, probably unwanted, chronic health issue that they didn’t have to have. They are taking away their partner’s choice to not have herpes. They can rationalize as hard as they like, but that’s the facts.

This line of reasoning doesn’t just apply to herpes. There’s a whole host of delusions that keep us from taking responsibility for behaviors that might negatively impact others. This is a common trait of the human condition.

Perhaps I drive too recklessly, even when it might endanger my passengers or other motorists. Maybe that lady smokes like a chimney, even though she’s pregnant. It’s possible that one guy likes to sit at home and get drunk, even though he tends to get violent when does. Maybe that other guy who works for an insurance company denies a child’s transplant because he wants a bigger bonus this year. Maybe that couple just wants to get a loaf of bread and some milk, but they leave the windows up with the kids in the car.

I’m not saying that any of these actions are equal in terms of the damage that they do; far from it. What I am saying is that they all spring from the same basic motivation (in the same way that the same physical principle that drives a moped also drives a tank): We’re pretty sure we’re not bad people, and we mostly don’t have bad intentions, and we rely on these beliefs about ourselves to inform our behavior, even though they might lead to some negative consequences for the people around us. In the end, we tend to irrationally trust our own judgment. The motivation itself is simple, even if its manifestations are complex.

It’ll be fine. I know what I’m doing. I’m handling it, all right?

| October 13th, 2009 | by BCSilvia | Categories: Barbarism, Psychology | Tags: , | Trackback | No Comments »



Wutchyalike?

Friday, October 2nd, 2009

Everybody doesn’t like something. But if you do like something, you’d better have a good goddamn reason, at least if you plan to tell people about it on the Internet. It happens every day, in forum posts, blog comments, Twitter, IRC, newsgroups, or anywhere else people congregate to discuss the weighty issues of pop culture: a war of words raging over matters of individual taste.

I’m not complaining, mind. I’m not someone who mistakenly thought he could manipulate the Internet, only to spend huge amounts of energy attacking it with the misdirected hatred of my own anxieties. Not at all. I mean, the Internet’s okay, I guess. But even I am starting to marvel at the sheer volume of uncivil discussion that surrounds a lot of the trivial shit that other people like. As one travels from insular cultural bubble to yet more insular cultural bubbles, one starts to ask: Really, people? Really?

I’ve seen so many folks carelessly mention that they love some lame old TV show or something, only to draw fire from dozens of (I assume, mock-) outraged anti-fans, ranting as though they were giving a victim-impact statement. It’s really shocking – and often hilarious, if I’m honest – to behold.

(It’s also quite fascinating from a statistical perspective as well: The population of those Internet users who tend to get involved in flame wars contains a much higher percentage of self-reported Marines, black belts, cage fighters, hackers, and assault weapon owners than the general, non-Internet dwelling population.)

It might be a good thing to constantly reexamine your own taste – I, for one, used to think Head of the Class was a great show. Those were grim days. But getting blind-sided by some stranger for writing a post about Knight Rider on a Knight Rider board is not something that’s likely to inspire a great deal of introspection on the part of the poster. And yet, that’s how most of these discussions go: “LOL, ___ sucks lol!” Not very enlightening.

But at least it’s honest about it’s dickery. Any admission of affection for anything, whether it’s the original series of Star Trek, or even original recipe chicken (ferchrissakes), is a sign of weakness. Saying you like something is like saying, hit me here, that’s where it’ll hurt. It’s sort of like the reason that Peter Parker didn’t want his enemies to know that he was Spiderman: “If I take Aunt May hostage, then Spiderman will be powerless to foil my plans!”

Some people find that they cannot resist teasing someone who advertises their vulnerabilities. Whether they agree or not with their target is irrelevant, because they just want a reaction from somebody. It’s obvious when some troll on a board is playing this game, and they know it. But it’s easy; they can plant a lot of seeds without a lot of effort, and it’s bound to pay off in an entertaining flame war or two, eventually.

You see this sort of thing no matter how far up the intellectual chain you go. If you decide that you’re sick of making fun of Kimbo fans, or whatever, you can always move up a step to the rarified world of music blogs. Copy and paste “hipster d-bag” into enough comment boxes, and you’ll be lapping up stereotype-laden professions of innocence (“But I don’t even know what PBR tastes like!”) in no time.

To progress much past that, however, you’ll need to do a little work. Like either reading a lot of books, or majoring in English Lit (the two are not necessarily linked). You could book a flight to Iowa and try for that MFA if you’re really committed, but you might accidentally pick up some actual skills and a love of the craft, which is disastrous if your goal in life is to destroy the joy of others rather than your own.

You’ll still see the same arguments amongst serious readers that you’ve already seen on the monster truck boards (“Big Foot sux!”), only they take much longer to play out. Essentially, what you’ll need to do is pick up a good thesaurus, because you’ve got to figure out how to call someone either a philistine or an elitist in the wordiest, most grandiose manner you can think of. It doesn’t matter which path you take because nobody likes to be called either of those things.

Once you’ve provoked your victim into an eloquent tantrum, one advanced gambit is to feign disbelief at them. “As to your claim that I am acting in a childishly aggressive manner, may I suggest that you find a literate person to read my comment to you? How you could misinterpret a constructive suggestion that you should “go fuck yourself with the bowsprit of the Cutty Sark” is beyond my ability to understand.”

Of course, actually doing any of the disruptive things mentioned above means having to accept that you are distracting people from having satisfying discussions – or, worse yet, that when your having fun prevents everyone else from having any, you’re kind of being a dick .

And it can’t be that  much fun, constantly policing your every word to avoid even a hint of what it is that you like from ever being exposed, lest some other troll call you out on it. It’s also just possible that one of your apoplectic opponents will eventually touch one of your sore spots completely by accident; then who’s laughing. (Answer: Nobody. Nobody is laughing.) One of the underappreciated abilities of the human mind is to conceal more than a few exquisitely sensitive soft-spots from its owner, discovered only when someone manages to stab a thumb right into one of the little suckers.

Of course, the only thing more ridiculous than an emotionally wounded shit-talker are jerks who write long essays basically asking kids to play nice on the Internet. Dude, eff those dweebs!

| October 2nd, 2009 | by BCSilvia | Categories: Barbarism, Entertainment, Humor, The Internet Will Shame You | Trackback | No Comments »



Jonny Bravado

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

They say that confidence always wins, which might be true. But, then again, how would confidence know? Confidence entertains no doubts; confidence has no regrets; and confidence certainly isn’t going to blame itself when things go badly.

In reality a certain amount confidence is important, because taking action is required to live, and taking action requires at least a modicum of faith in the possibility that not every effort will lead immediately to total destruction. But you can go too far with confidence if you’re not careful. The main point to come away with here is that, optimally (boring word, sorry), there are times when you should not trust your own judgment.

Just look at how many examples of people who shouldn’t trust their own judgment can be seen all over the media landscape. A lot of drama can be wrung from tales about people who make bad decisions – a lot of comedy, too. Just as a random sample, about half of the stories on CSI turn on an accidental death that isn’t reported properly: “Oh no, she’s dead! We’d better not call the cops!”

Speaking of cops – or, rather, the TV show Cops – any reality show dealing with law enforcement might as well be called Bad Judgment Theater. It’s nearly impossible to watch these programs without thinking: He shouldn’t have led the cops on a high-speed chase; She shouldn’t have stolen that mini-bike so she could go buy some smokes at the gas station. It’s an attitude not far removed from the one that suggests that we might know what’s best for wayward celebrities.

But an overabundance of confidence need not result in such calamitous circumstances; it makes itself felt in hundreds of our daily interactions. Who hasn’t been forced to listen to someone with the temerity to mouth off about any and all subjects, whether they’ve anything cogent to say? Who hasn’t gotten bad advice from a trusted advisor?

A friend of mine used to say that, for most people, you could write out the solutions to their problems on a 3×5 card, but it’s nearly impossible to do that for yourself. Inside your head: Infinite layers of irreducible complexity. Outside your your head: Get a job, get a girlfriend, lose some weight, get a life.

I guess the point I’m after is this: Over-confidence isn’t just about being some hard-charging, narcissistic asshole that never blames himself. It’s also about being a contemptuous, judgmental prick who can’t look at the world through someone else’s eyes for even a second.

But confidence always wins. Or at least it doesn’t blame itself when it loses. Worse yet, confidence treats everything like a competition: Confidence wants to win the conversation, the business meeting, the commute.

| September 29th, 2009 | by BCSilvia | Categories: Barbarism, Psychology | Tags: | Trackback | No Comments »



On The Futility Of Argument

Saturday, September 5th, 2009

After a while, I quit writing about politics. It wasn’t that I had stopped paying attention, but rather, it just started to seem like a pointless activity. Oh, sure, being a lone voice amongst a sea of other lone voices was part of that feeling of futility; but, as time went on, another facet developed.

Journalists, activists, lawyers, advertisers – all of them will probably agree that changing someone’s mind is very difficult. Heck, in many cases it’s completely impossible. It doesn’t matter what you say, what evidence you present; if someone has already formed an opinion, you’re sunk. It’s scientific.

I was prompted to consider all of this again after reading this article at the New Yorker, by David Grann. It’s about one Cameron Todd Willingham, a man who was very probably innocent of the crime for which he was put to death by the State of Texas. The New Yorker piece is very persuasive on this point – at least, it is to me. But then, I have grave doubts about the death penalty, so I’m a receptive audience for this sort of thing. (Others, especially those who might face severe repercussions for their involvement in sentencing an innocent man to death, take up a different position.)

And that’s the problem. As compelling as the New Yorker article is, I sincerely doubt that the Willingham case will have the kind of effect that anti-death penalty advocates might hope for. Not because I think it isn’t shocking; it definitely is. And I certainly hope that the story is read by many people, that it’s spread far and wide, and that it gets lots of media attention — it’s an important story, regardless of whether or not it becomes the basis for drastic reforms to the criminal justice system.

The reason I don’t believe that this will be the so-called “holy grail” case that some anti-death penalty activists are looking for is simply that I don’t believe that there will ever be such a thing, probably. No case could be so perfect as to convince everyone. There are just too many moral, rhetorical, and psychological “outs”.

Even in something as important as life and death, people who have made up their minds already are often difficult to budge. That being the case, why are there so many people who still spend their time trying to change people’s minds? Is it possible that there might be some people out their who have not yet come down on either side of more than a few issues? Certainly.

And we hate them.

Undecided voters are idiots. Agnostics are pussies. Skeptics are closed-minded assholes. Pick any topic you like; if you look far enough into it, you’ll soon discover that anyone who fails to take up a position on one side or the other is either not welcome to the shouting-match, or is a target for unscrupulous partisans.

In reality, you don’t immediately have to start with a settled opinion on every available topic. For the most part, these broad issues will eventually have an subtle, persistent impact on your life, whether you’re right, wrong, or on the fence, so it’s vitally important that if you’re going to eventually pick a side you do a good job of it.

The problem is when you bow under the pressure to choose a position first, and then start picking through the arguments after the fact. Because you’ll almost certainly find plenty of evidence to back up your position, while ignoring everything that doesn’t – not intentionally, of course. But you won’t be able to help yourself. The only intellectually honest way to arrive at a position is to start with no position, before you begin to consider the arguments.

The purpose of much indoctrination and persuasion is to obliterate the non-binary option – to make having No Position an untenable choice. There are a few ways to do this. You could introduce an issue that most people haven’t thought about, or haven’t formed an opinion on, and then blitz them with as many emotional appeals or terrifying prophesies of doom as your PR machine can muster, all while aggressively suggesting that they must choose a side now, lest dire consequences result from their inaction. Or, you could find a population that has not formed any opinions of its own, and persistently reiterate over time what positions they should take on a wide variety of subjects, long before they acquire the mental apparatus to thoughtfully consider all sides of an argument.

In either case, once you have convinced a person to choose a side before they have a chance to examine the evidence, you’re in pretty good shape. Because that person will now use their own unwitting confirmation bias to gather supporting evidence for their pre-decided positions, while ignoring anything that contradicts them. They, in turn, may pass on these positions to others in much the same manner as they received them, which creates a self-sustaining feedback loop.

It’s getting more and more difficult to find even ordinary citizens who are able to research and listen without taking up a fixed point of view beforehand. This not about pure open-mindedness, which would require expending tremendous effort to demolish your own passionately held positions, out of fairness to those who suggest that they’re wrong. This is about all of the influences that surround you, inveigling you into taking positions before you’ve got any of the facts and had time to mull them over.

The people and organizations whose goal it is to force others to take up sides on issues before they are able to consider them from a Non-Position, seem to be getting rather better at achieving that goal. At least, that’s what I perceive – but perhaps it’s always been this way. Or maybe, in its current state,  the mass-media is simply better at amplifying the voices of only the loudest and most obstinate groups, however marginal they might be otherwise.

But, if what I perceive is correct, then pity poor us; discussion and discourse will eventually become incapable of resolving disputes. And, though there are other methods of resolution, they tend to be much more costly and destructive than even the loudest shouting match, by a long, long way.

| September 5th, 2009 | by BCSilvia | Categories: Barbarism, News, Politics, Psychology | Tags: , | Trackback | No Comments »



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