Tales of a β male

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Facebookers: Original post is better-formated

Public Service Message:

Things not to eat if you are a…
Dog/wolf/fatty: Chocolate
Human infant: Honey
Jew: Dead pig
Devout Roman Catholic: Each other

I had a strange weekend. I blame/thank a slow pharmacy followed by a rapid drop in extracellular seratonin levels. Behavioral effects came slowly and were not what I would have predicted. If I had to choose a word to describe what I felt, I think I would go with “raw”. Then I would probably pick “arrogant” followed closely by “could really use a Bourbon and Coffee.”

Things I forget:

I forget that my perception of reality says nothing about what’s real and everything about me and my mood.

I forget that this situation represents a microcosm of human understanding. Meaning, the common philosophy of a society speaks a big steamy bowl about what it purports to explain and everything about the people themselves. Take politics for instance. Devotion to a party or a party figure will generally boil down to an assertion of similar values. Push for definitions of these values, ask for hard evidence of their importance, and your asking for an unhappy conversation. One of my favorite examples is the idea of one-couple, heterosexual marriage as a natural, timeless institution. There have been many alternative reproductive paradigms used by various cultures who thought that they were right, too. To assert the “naturalness” of monogamous heterosexual marriage is hysterical. On the other hand, the values cited in the pro-gay marriage camp, which I support, are not inviolable truths, either. Do I want to have the right to love/marry/do whatever I want? Absolutely, but not because I think that it’s the “right” thing, but because I grew up enjoying numerous freedoms (often tacitly at the expense of others), I would like to continue to do so, and crucially, I project my experiences and desires onto everyone on earth. Fortunately, I rarely have to admit this, since the whole dirty business is rolled up for me in a ball of vegan cookie dough and called a “value”. Just sayin’.

I forget that (at least this is my belief) “me” is a continuous loop of myriad thoughts that refer to themselves. It’s not an entity that controls its own destiny outside of physical laws. Bummer.

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