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I take a trait, a characteristic, a philosophy, a belief system, a worldview--anything--that I happen to detest. I might deem the trait harmful, counterproductive, or simply unaesthetic. I find a person, people, group, nationality--whatever--who embodies the worst of that trait. And I begin a deliberate, systematic, and thorough denunciation of that people and that trait. I subtly infer that that people are debased because of that trait. And if I am a good enough polemicist, I can pull it off.
I can do it refined and shrewd, like an essayist, or blatant and offensive, like a tabloid journalist. The rationale for my detestation might arise from any one of a number of political, social, and religious ideologies. The tactic of conflation is marvelously adaptable; royalist or republican, communist or capitalist, freethinker or fundamentalist, my own affiliation is almost a moot point; all that is required is a gift of gab, a Machiavellian pragmatism, and a steely resolve.
i can tell others, or even myself, that my motivations are ultimately altruistic, but the end results are the same; the trait, characteristic, philosophy, belief system, or worldview that i happen to detest is stigmatized; the person, people, group, or nationality who embody the trait are marginalized
You might protest that the masses will go for it, but what about the intellectuals? You would be surprised at the intellectuals who ignore their humanitarian impulses and stumble over one another in their rush to justify their pet point of view. For, you see, they began in the first place to rationalize their denunciation of the trait in the name of the greater good; they assured themselves that when the undesirable trait was removed, like diseased tissue, then the draconian measures could be relaxed. But movements and enacted measures can take on a life of their own. Draconian measures impart power, and no one intoxicated with power relinquishes it willingly
I began with conflation and arrived at despotism It’s not as circuitous a road as you might think; like the oft-repeated saying about the shortest distance between two points, it's a hop, skip, and jump. Now let me end with a word of advice; not that I’m especially altruistic; I’m more about self-interest. But, regarding my advice; want to amend the world? Then start with yourself. Heed the words of G. K. Chesterton: “What's wrong with the world? I am.”
Someone Else has said it even more pointedly.
{Luke 6:41-42} And why behold the speck that is in your brother’s eye, but perceive not the plank that is in your own eye? And how can you say to your brother, “Brother, let me pull out the speck that is in your eye,” when you yourself behold not the plank that is in your own eye? You hypocrite, take out first the plank out of your own eye, and then shall you see clearly to pull out the speck that is in your brother’s eye.
But there’s a way of putting it negatively; there's a more succinct way to phrase it, a moral lodestone that is articulated with slight variations in every tribe and culture, every time and place.
{Romans 13:9} you shall love your neighbor as yourself.
As I said, I’m not the altruist; I’m the opportunist, the conflationist.
By the way, like the plank in your eye, don’t look for me within others; I’m primarily within you.
I can do it refined and shrewd, like an essayist, or blatant and offensive, like a tabloid journalist. The rationale for my detestation might arise from any one of a number of political, social, and religious ideologies. The tactic of conflation is marvelously adaptable; royalist or republican, communist or capitalist, freethinker or fundamentalist, my own affiliation is almost a moot point; all that is required is a gift of gab, a Machiavellian pragmatism, and a steely resolve.
i can tell others, or even myself, that my motivations are ultimately altruistic, but the end results are the same; the trait, characteristic, philosophy, belief system, or worldview that i happen to detest is stigmatized; the person, people, group, or nationality who embody the trait are marginalized
You might protest that the masses will go for it, but what about the intellectuals? You would be surprised at the intellectuals who ignore their humanitarian impulses and stumble over one another in their rush to justify their pet point of view. For, you see, they began in the first place to rationalize their denunciation of the trait in the name of the greater good; they assured themselves that when the undesirable trait was removed, like diseased tissue, then the draconian measures could be relaxed. But movements and enacted measures can take on a life of their own. Draconian measures impart power, and no one intoxicated with power relinquishes it willingly
I began with conflation and arrived at despotism It’s not as circuitous a road as you might think; like the oft-repeated saying about the shortest distance between two points, it's a hop, skip, and jump. Now let me end with a word of advice; not that I’m especially altruistic; I’m more about self-interest. But, regarding my advice; want to amend the world? Then start with yourself. Heed the words of G. K. Chesterton: “What's wrong with the world? I am.”
Someone Else has said it even more pointedly.
{Luke 6:41-42} And why behold the speck that is in your brother’s eye, but perceive not the plank that is in your own eye? And how can you say to your brother, “Brother, let me pull out the speck that is in your eye,” when you yourself behold not the plank that is in your own eye? You hypocrite, take out first the plank out of your own eye, and then shall you see clearly to pull out the speck that is in your brother’s eye.
But there’s a way of putting it negatively; there's a more succinct way to phrase it, a moral lodestone that is articulated with slight variations in every tribe and culture, every time and place.
{Romans 13:9} you shall love your neighbor as yourself.
As I said, I’m not the altruist; I’m the opportunist, the conflationist.
By the way, like the plank in your eye, don’t look for me within others; I’m primarily within you.
Club Bookworm Meanderings
Deviantart has again reconfigured its format. It's like when the internet browser you use has changed, and you can't do stuff like accessing your history to get to a website you were at just a few minutes ago. Or you want to enlarge the print so you don't give yourself eyestrain, but you can't figure out which thingy on the taskbar is the right one, and you're afraid of changing your settings. But I digress. For a few years, I've had a yen to take that Club Bookworm pic in my collection and make it the basis for a series of essays, thoughts based on passages from famous...and not-so-famous writings. I speak of myself as a Born-Again Bible Thumper, yet I wish to round out my knowledge, if for no other reason than to be able to speak with others of different subcultures. Both St. Augustine and Mark Twain say stuff to the effect that a book not read is a mind not traveled. Malcolm Muggeridge says this in his book, Jesus Rediscovered, chpt 2, Am I A Christian? "This is a question I
New Year Yammer
Chagrin and suprise / Did dA monetize? At the settings I peruse / And I kinda sorta construes / It seems an inevitable drift / Practicality and idealism suffer / A rift
Making Myself Too Scarce
Am without legit excuse /
I have been extreme recluse /
And I don't know of any tricks /
That will cause a permanent fix /
I want however to say hi /
To whoever stopping by /
Enjoy the colorful season fall /
& Happy Thanksgiving to one and all
Getting Back To Basics
Getting Back To Basics
Devout people sometimes get hassled for resuming pious habits like prayer and reading the Bible, or pertinent scripture, and devotional books when life gets troublesome; I believe {play on words unavoidable) the expression is, “religion is a crutch,” or variations to that effect.
But this is what people do all the time when shoring up their points-of-view. I once knew a fellow weblogger on the Xanga site who was of the Marxist persuasion. And when stuff like the dissolution of the USSR and the breakdown of socialist economies in the European Union occurred, he turned back to reading Das Kapital and the C
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Monty Python seemed to have a lot of fun with conflation. I'm surprised the French soldiers in the castle in "...Monty Python and the Holy Grail" didn't taunt, "I conflate your existence you English pig dogs!