more prevalent, and more accurate assessment of why humans do
anything than out of hatred? Know that I ask this sincerely, and am
not just trying to stick with some theme for the sake of it. When the
tides feel like they’re turning and the world you knew starts to
become unrecognizable, I feel I must argue that it started with hate.
While the only truth may be change, the more significant facts seem
related to what accelerated or provoked that change. I’ll argue
two-fold; I’ll describe why I think it’s hatred, and I’ll speak
against those who would claim it’s about love.
the sake of this argument, I’m forgoing any presumptions about
“balance.” I think it’s an artful word often employed to swallow
bullshit. Anyone who wants to point to the grayness of life and
decision making, needlessly leaning on “how complicated it all is”
or the amount of give and take involved I’m not going to find
persuasive if merely asserting that is the extent of your
argument.
So, as I often do, I want to give examples big and
small and hopefully throughout history. For a small example, consider
weight, both loss and gain. For me, when it comes to loss, I’m never
more motivated than when I think about how much I hate and constantly
make fun of ridiculously out of shape or gargantuan people. Claims
about my immaturity or civility aside, all I have to do is think of
each successive pound gained and the amount of things I’m ignoring,
forgoing, or hating about myself to get that large in order to zap
away my sympathies. I don’t mean to unfairly clump moms, people with
conditions, or the otherwise basically healthy person who finds
themselves gaining as they get old.
For the above, I consider
culture. Why is it when an area adopts a “western diet” do they
start to die earlier, find all forms of disease they never had, and
help contribute to the destruction of the environment? Is it because
“they absolutely love
shitty food?” It’s an easy way to state the problem, absolutely.
It’s a way to overburden our sensory reward systems and make it sound
like a good thing. But what’s really happened? I would argue, some
executive and dialogue concerning profits and the free market are
held in greater esteem than a concern for humanity or the planet.
Someone hates you. Someone with significantly more power and
influence than you can appreciate has shaped us into translating
their hatred into lovable language regarding your preferences and
presumed decision making.
Now, you get to love being fat while
pretending and ignoring just how much you probably really hate it.
You hate knowing that people like me can tell non-stop fat jokes for
hours. You hate breathing hard. You hate worrying about your health
or taking it for granted that you’ll be dead a little sooner anyway
and won’t have to worry for as long. You rely on the language
concerning sabotaged “choices” to both reinforce your sense of
ownership of your circumstances and distancing yourself from notions
of anyone behind the curtain.
This bridges neatly into a
discussion about capitalism and the free-market. It’s a religion by
any other name. Companies hate losing money more than they like to
put on some shiny veneer about some “revolutionary” and
“necessary” new gadget or food. They hate competition. They hate
notions of equality and sharing. They’ll, to their dying breath,
espouse the “morals” and “freedoms” that you lose by not
having big corporate brother to dictate what belongs in your home or
body. The Hayek or Friedman ideologues who, even when given the
chance to run their neoliberal experiments, ignore the human
suffering caused because they can’t own and be honest about the
amount of hatred they have about losing their station.
“Nation
building” is all about subverting wills and keeping people dead or
ignorant. “Energy independence” couldn’t take foot until the
profit margin could be realized. The New Deal was people reacting to
the hatred they felt towards starving and a predictable, arguably
planned, market crash. When new presidents are ushered in, it’s
because the population is often too stupid and forgetful to
understand that what they hate started 30, 100, or 1000 years ago,
and the president isn’t outside of gas stations manipulating the
price. It’s an elite hatred that condenses and protects power with
psychopathic efficiency.
Why do we genuinely have to fear a
Trump presidency? It’s not because people tap into the energy of love
or the stream of youth consciousness fighting to keep his name
relevant. It’s because hatred, blind ignorant hatred for you, for
themselves, for the history and facts they’ll never understand, is
the most powerful force. I’ve asked how so many Tea-baggers got into
congress. Racism is more powerful than any liberal idealism. Bernie
or bust? They hate Hilary,
not love Teddy and FDR. Let it all burn if you can’t get your way. Because it’s easy. Because it’s normal.
Because until we started inventing notions of high-society and
worldly-inclusive mindsets, it’s been a couple hundred thousand years
of instilled habitual hatred towards the other. It’s been ignorant
fearful animals lashing out in order to stay alive or revel in the
glory of conquest.
You will never and not fix anything until
you appreciate the depth of our cultural hatred. You will never
escape the negative feedback wheel of adopting that hatred,
protecting that hatred, and spreading that hatred. You “choose”
between Target and Wal-mart, with an ignorant smug smile while you
say “Tar-gjaaay,” you know, because you’re fancy, with the
thought that every indebted food-stamp using worker doesn’t deserve
to be freely educated or have access to healthcare because they’re
not you who’s really
had it rough and deserves
a lifestyle and attitude befitting.
One of the best tricks
that’s ever been played is getting you to adopt the attitude and
hateful extravagance of the rich without getting any of the benefits.
You think being able to afford a gym membership or to be able to
vacation once in a while is something to be proud of. Spending and
acquiring to put distance between you and your hard-fought modern
sensibilities and “the rest” who don’t or can’t access your
resources. It’s not your love of poor people that provokes the
charitable donation. It’s the hate and resentment you have for what
you have, that you know, in some important way, you don’t really
deserve.
Ask yourself what happens to people that do love.
Where do the advocates end up if it’s not in jail or to obscurity?
Dead? Often enough. Immortalized in a facebook quote, statue, or
documentary? Whoo-hoo. Manipulated and re-interpreted or reimangined
to promote the exact opposite of what they intended? If a slurry of
religious myths doesn’t come to mind, take away how easy it is to
ignore how much God hated what he had done and the award-winning
re-branding there. The language of love used to ignore the sheer
depravity and depth of the hatred. You love your country that would
rather pay middle men than keep you alive? That sends your poor to
unnecessary war? That bilks you for tax dollars while daily reports
show the rich stocking and hoarding? That literally has a paper trail
describing how they plan to keep you down? (I encourage you to read
as much as you can about the Powell memo.)
It’s the anecdote
of immigrant parents who, escaping more visible and dramatic hatred,
sought a place where they could comfortably instill the mythological
powers of achievement born out of a specific time and place. That
part itself wasn’t done maliciously, but when given the opportunity
to expand and become aware of larger forces that helped shape their
“self-made” imagine, they recoiled like the rich and said, “No!
Fuck you, fuck them, it was all about me!.”
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