The problem with the standard greeting between two people (Hi! How are you?") is that it's pretending the two people are a part of a community when almost always they aren't. In truth it's not only a lie when it's a person you've never met before and will never meet again, say working at WalMart or whatever, it's still a lie even when the person saying it is someone you work with.
In either case, because you're not a part of an actual community with them, the only answer is to pretend you're just fine no matter how you may actually be feeling. Because of course it's not really anything to them if you're not doing well at all. It's not actually any of their business or concern and they're not going to do anything to help you out if you're not actually doing fine.
But as bizarre as the pretending you're just fine is no matter how you actually feel, the really bizarre part is the pretending you're a part of a community with the person in the first place, and thus have any business asking such a question.
The whole thing is a fucking bizarre charade; the pretending we are all a part of some big happy fucking community when actually we're almost all isolated, disconnected people who have to pretend we're happy with each other not only for the above reason but further, because you can lose you're fucking job if you don't appear suffciently mindlessly happy.
These constant strangers asking how I am, I want to respond: I'm not a part of a community with you. You're a total stranger to me who couldn't possibly care less how I'm doing. Quit pretending we're a part of community. There is no community. There is no connection at all.
Today my wife wanted to go to Taco Hell (she eats that unethical disgusting swill, I don't). Through the drive through some anonymous voice asks how she's doing today. She politely responds, "just fine, and how are you?" Speaking to an anonymous voice of someone if she even was seeing them, she'd have never seen them before or would ever see them again. I'm driving and so I'm in the middle of this bizarre conversation from Mars and I want to scream, "WE DON'T FUCKING KNOW YOU. YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW US. QUIT PRETENDING WE'RE A PART OF SOME NON-EXISTENT COMMUNITY!"
Of course her boss just makes her ask how we're doing. It would be ridiculous to yell that. Incredibly stupid to bother doing so. Just as dumb to go inside and find the manager and yell it at him. Of course don't say anything.
The whole subject... I'm a drop against an ocean. Full of rage at the moment. Being "artistic" at the moment because I feel that it might lead to something useful. Might lead to some kind of worthwhile truth. But really it's just dangerous. Not satified with my lump of coal. Might end up with nothing at all.
A drop that doesn't even exist.
Showing posts with label pretending. Show all posts
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Monday, April 6, 2009
So then, that one 'smearer' at work. I don't think of either as 'smearers' for starters. That was just as opposed to her actual name. What other defining characteristics does she have? She's I'd guess 5'10" 260 and holds her weight remarkably well. If only she'd been a man surely she would have been great at football
Anyway, a number of nurses were complaining/smearing her behind her back. A few decided to have a talk with her. Then in turn she later complains/smears to a couple people about those two who talked to her. I happened to be in the room at this time and she asks me my opinion of her.
My actual opinion is far more complex then what I put down in this blog.
I do think she is similar to me in having a problem with her sense of humor. It's a problem in that it's a little bit outside the majority's sense of humor. What's unexpectedly wrong is funny. For her it's unexpectedly wrong to have a bit of a go at people. To constantly criticize their work performance, etc. And she's been living it up at work recently in this respect to the extent a few other people (both more experienced nurses) took her aside.
So I attempted to answer her by first praising how much fun she is compared to others and then what little I was critical about I attempted to more direct it at me, just suggesting she slightly shared a trait I had and one had to be careful with some people about being misunderstood.
All the same she continued (before this time) to put me down at work all day. Was she just kidding? The end result is to make it look that I'm incompetent. It's the bad humor of an angel (when I do it anyway and I'll suppose her also.) To such angels it is unexpectedly wrong to really be having any kind of a go at others, etc. To 'normal' people: what the heck? Why are you bullying me, etc?
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...But the Fake Smile ties into pretending in general to be happy. If two or more people do so with one another the feedback can make the happiness 'real'.
And then a movie such as Life is Beautiful.
It is a pretending. And pretending, of course, isn't always a bad thing.
It is moral to pretend certain sufferings don't exist?
This pretend happiness is kitsch. Is kitsch always such a bad thing?
When the suffering can't be changed, perhaps the best thing to do is go off into one fantasy or another. But how can you know for sure if it can't be changed? You can't. Ideally a certain minority of the populace should think ALL the suffering can be solved. While the majority ignores certain sufferings.... The minority should do so to the extent they can stand it.
This only works in a nondystopia. Problem in this actual world is the slavemasters attack that minority as they're giving their solutions. And everyone else is too clueless to realize it thanks to their general ignorance of the suffering/problems.
What delusion, if any, should we all believe?
Depends on how long term or short them our thinking.
Depends on our level of intelligence and creativity how much of a delusion we can manage. But then with more intelligence it's more possible to successfully just face the suffering.
The very pretending, while a meagre short term solution, can it lead to something more meaningful long term?
Fakish happiness with 'friends'. Fun times, etc. Then disaster. And stony silence. 'Friends' disappear.
You've passed behind the curtain of suffering and must be ignored. You should ignore yourself. Certainly should have enough consideration to keep quiet...
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-Those who HAD to pretend but their situation has changed and unfortunately it's become habit.
-Society ruled by sadistic tyrant. Extreme kitsch art is the rule. Exaggerated happiness in hell. Pen ran out of ink...
Do I think better, worse, or the same at end of 33 hours of work out of 40? Surely I don't think as well but may feel bad enough that creativity might be more turned on.
Anyway, a number of nurses were complaining/smearing her behind her back. A few decided to have a talk with her. Then in turn she later complains/smears to a couple people about those two who talked to her. I happened to be in the room at this time and she asks me my opinion of her.
My actual opinion is far more complex then what I put down in this blog.
I do think she is similar to me in having a problem with her sense of humor. It's a problem in that it's a little bit outside the majority's sense of humor. What's unexpectedly wrong is funny. For her it's unexpectedly wrong to have a bit of a go at people. To constantly criticize their work performance, etc. And she's been living it up at work recently in this respect to the extent a few other people (both more experienced nurses) took her aside.
So I attempted to answer her by first praising how much fun she is compared to others and then what little I was critical about I attempted to more direct it at me, just suggesting she slightly shared a trait I had and one had to be careful with some people about being misunderstood.
All the same she continued (before this time) to put me down at work all day. Was she just kidding? The end result is to make it look that I'm incompetent. It's the bad humor of an angel (when I do it anyway and I'll suppose her also.) To such angels it is unexpectedly wrong to really be having any kind of a go at others, etc. To 'normal' people: what the heck? Why are you bullying me, etc?
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...But the Fake Smile ties into pretending in general to be happy. If two or more people do so with one another the feedback can make the happiness 'real'.
And then a movie such as Life is Beautiful.
It is a pretending. And pretending, of course, isn't always a bad thing.
It is moral to pretend certain sufferings don't exist?
This pretend happiness is kitsch. Is kitsch always such a bad thing?
When the suffering can't be changed, perhaps the best thing to do is go off into one fantasy or another. But how can you know for sure if it can't be changed? You can't. Ideally a certain minority of the populace should think ALL the suffering can be solved. While the majority ignores certain sufferings.... The minority should do so to the extent they can stand it.
This only works in a nondystopia. Problem in this actual world is the slavemasters attack that minority as they're giving their solutions. And everyone else is too clueless to realize it thanks to their general ignorance of the suffering/problems.
What delusion, if any, should we all believe?
Depends on how long term or short them our thinking.
Depends on our level of intelligence and creativity how much of a delusion we can manage. But then with more intelligence it's more possible to successfully just face the suffering.
The very pretending, while a meagre short term solution, can it lead to something more meaningful long term?
Fakish happiness with 'friends'. Fun times, etc. Then disaster. And stony silence. 'Friends' disappear.
You've passed behind the curtain of suffering and must be ignored. You should ignore yourself. Certainly should have enough consideration to keep quiet...
-
-Those who HAD to pretend but their situation has changed and unfortunately it's become habit.
-Society ruled by sadistic tyrant. Extreme kitsch art is the rule. Exaggerated happiness in hell. Pen ran out of ink...
Do I think better, worse, or the same at end of 33 hours of work out of 40? Surely I don't think as well but may feel bad enough that creativity might be more turned on.
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