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kingtycoon) wrote2012-08-02 09:12 pm
kingtycoon) wrote2012-08-02 09:12 pm
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Reading Zizek on the bus everyone looks at the cover. Today is a day where people do a double take when they see me, people. At work I loom over the cubicle, I don't enter the cubicle, I lean over to talk to you, elbows up, and almost a spit take. Almost. A lady walked into the restaraunt while me and Antonio were taking the bookstore man out for dinner, he bought our books, we went for wraps, a lady walks in and stares, for seconds, and then notices she's staring. Everyone stares at me today.
That's kind of usual? But today it's a notable thing, people staring, "where have you been?" is what a stranger is supposed to say to you, when they meet you.
I read about violence, theories and ideas, I think of things I've seen said and about the social media.. I think of conversations with Zizek. Having just finished Slant - an alright book, a decent read, guarded recommend, to the right kind of reader, maybe not you. And then break into violence. Violence. You know I think that Facebook is violent, I think it is, I think that twitter is violent, I think that when people stare at you there's an implicit violence - which Zizek comes talks about - Biological Libertarian state? Something. I'm not getting out of bed to read or check - he says that the other becomes regarded as unreal as liberty devolves into a sense of entitlement about your own comfort. That your comfort is your essential right and to achieve it you monsterize everyone around you. Maybe. I think about it on the bus and talking nicely to the people around me, just nicely, not a lot, I'm kind, kind of good-natured, but not friendly. Not me. And that I think? I don't know.
I told Agatha one day, she was asking about something, maybe it was ruffians a school? Ratting out the other kids, or avoiding or being in fights. I told her: "everything that happens is an opportunity to demonstrate grace and dignity." Which I hadn't even thought that I thought before I said it. It was one of those things, and then I said it again, and I realized I might be kind of tightly wound. But yeah, no, protocols and boundaries, conscience and benign indifference, I say to those things: "Okay."
I don't know, there's plenty of things about me that I never have or never will say to another person, I don't know if people are like that. On the bus there are damaged people, at work, they'll tell you the lowest, saddest thing about them. They want you to know? I don' t know why. They'll tell you their political affiliation, or their opinions, out of nowhere. That's violence right?
Be serene. The ocean is, at the bottom.
That's kind of usual? But today it's a notable thing, people staring, "where have you been?" is what a stranger is supposed to say to you, when they meet you.
I read about violence, theories and ideas, I think of things I've seen said and about the social media.. I think of conversations with Zizek. Having just finished Slant - an alright book, a decent read, guarded recommend, to the right kind of reader, maybe not you. And then break into violence. Violence. You know I think that Facebook is violent, I think it is, I think that twitter is violent, I think that when people stare at you there's an implicit violence - which Zizek comes talks about - Biological Libertarian state? Something. I'm not getting out of bed to read or check - he says that the other becomes regarded as unreal as liberty devolves into a sense of entitlement about your own comfort. That your comfort is your essential right and to achieve it you monsterize everyone around you. Maybe. I think about it on the bus and talking nicely to the people around me, just nicely, not a lot, I'm kind, kind of good-natured, but not friendly. Not me. And that I think? I don't know.
I told Agatha one day, she was asking about something, maybe it was ruffians a school? Ratting out the other kids, or avoiding or being in fights. I told her: "everything that happens is an opportunity to demonstrate grace and dignity." Which I hadn't even thought that I thought before I said it. It was one of those things, and then I said it again, and I realized I might be kind of tightly wound. But yeah, no, protocols and boundaries, conscience and benign indifference, I say to those things: "Okay."
I don't know, there's plenty of things about me that I never have or never will say to another person, I don't know if people are like that. On the bus there are damaged people, at work, they'll tell you the lowest, saddest thing about them. They want you to know? I don' t know why. They'll tell you their political affiliation, or their opinions, out of nowhere. That's violence right?
Be serene. The ocean is, at the bottom.
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I disagree! I think a Theory of the Mind is probably the most important component of ethics. To wit, I offer the pragmatic observation that individuals with damaged Theories of the Mind-- borderline personality disorders, sociopaths, paranoid schizophrenics, whatever we're calling them-- often have severely jeopardized behaviors, super unethical.
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