GoodPersonEffed
Brevity is my middle name, but my name was TL
- Jan 11, 2020
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There's something that's bothering me and it's going to keep bothering me until I write about it. I feel hurt inside over this, and anger, and a deep offendedness, and hopelessness, and just wanting to give up over humanity while also wanting to hold it and make it better, but I can't, and that's what defeats me.
It has to do with manipulation and lying, and with the profane.
The first thing that recently bothered me was reading Bill Clinton's claim that he reads the Meditations of Marcus Aurelius once a year.
If you've never read any of the Meditations, they were the journals of the last great Roman emperor, a Stoic philosopher, as reminders to himself to remain in his ethics no matter how great the tempetations or challenges he faced. His greatest interest as an emperor was in his work regarding justice.
I admit I'm on a high horse and pointing down with a sneer and an accusatory finger in judgment when I say I am disgusted by Clinton. He's so slick, he almost slides uphill. He is manipulative, wormy, all about the appearance, and whatever substance he has is overshadowed by his sleazy criminality and baseness.
I wonder if he even reads the Meditations, and if he does, why? They were the personal ethical guidelines of a great leader who made conscious and continuous effort to keep his ego in check and to put others first, the exact opposite of Clinton. So why make such a claim? Is it virtue signaling? Is it just another element to his facade? Does he get off on the profanity of the claim? Does he read the Meditations to study how ethical people function so that he can find their weak points and exploit them? Because manipulators do that.
I am almost viscerally disgusted by this. Another Stoic philosopher, Seneca, said, "One who roams through the universe will never weary of the truth; it is the false things that will bring on disgust." Being scapgoated and gaslighted from my earliest years, I have never stopped being shocked at what is false, have increasingly loved the truth, and am at a point where the false seems to be so rampantly, blatantly overrunning society that I can't stand it. As I read Stoic writings and other historical works and works of historical fiction, I recognize that it always has. I thought humans would have evolved further than that, yet I think this is perhaps the most disgusting, lowest point in history. Even organizations that are meant to help seem to be fronts for abusive social engineering. I feel like there is nowhere to escape to anywhere on the planet.
The second thing that recently bothered me has to do with the 1991 Nobel Peace Prize winner Aung San Suu Kyi, who was a political prisoner under house arrest for 15 years in Burma, now Myanmar. She eventually was released and became the equivalent of prime minister.
This week, I read a collection of her writings, published while she was still under house arrest the same year she won the Nobel, titled Freedom From Fear and Other Writings.
I highlighted so much of that book! I loved her wisdom. I appreciated how she embraced the UN Declaration of Human Rights, even as I have serious doubts and criticisms of the UN. I also learned a few new things about Buddhism, which is a foundation of her ethics. But as I was on an ethical high, something didn't sit right with me.
She wrote that in her country, women and men had always been social equals -- women could have property and receive inheritances, and while not many held political positions, women were not blocked from doing so. She said that because women could not become Buddhas but men could, that women lovingly indulged men in the home out of choice, but that they were otherwise equals.
After I finished the book, I researched domestic violence in Myanmar.
It turns out that many human rights organizations are well aware that domestic violence perpetrated against women in Myanmar is rampant and virtually unchecked. Police don't protect women, let alone believe them. Women's own families don't believe them. The reports I read filled me with disgust, sadness, and overwhelming hopelessness. One woman, while being interviewed about the domestic violence she experienced, was interrupted by her brother. He said, "I don't believe her. And what about men's rights? Why all this talk about women's rights?"
Suu told the world about and fought for the need for democracy and the end of military control in Burma, yet she also painted this lovely and utterly false picture of a peaceful Buddhist nation where men and women were equal.
While there is much I've learned from and value about Buddhist philosophy, I have also been disgusted by the religion, and disgusted by Guatama the Buddha himself, who did not stand up for women, who said that while they were as spiritually capable as men, could not be allowed in the community to be equals because society couldn't handle it, they could barely handle that he allowed women to be nuns. And so the highest nun was lower than the lowest, newest Buddhist novice monk. It has never changed. The sangha is rife with abuses by monks toward novices, toward nuns, and toward lay women. No one is allowed to criticize them because to criticize the sangha and the teachers is to end up in a hell realm. If someone is abusive, they are said to be helping the abused with their karma, and Gautama taught to not blame -- but he also did not teach accountability.
It goes all the way to the top, and I am disgusted by the Dali Lama, who escaped Tibet with funding by the CIA, supposedly organized without his knowledge by those below him, and who has a collection of Rolex watches he has received as gifts. A monk is restricted to a very small number of specific possessions and articles of clothing, and a timepiece is not among them. He calls himself, first and foremost, a simple Buddhist monk, yet he owns Rolexes and other expensive timepieces, and has courted celebrities and famous world leaders. He has a certain public persona, yet he admits he has a temper, and I don't believe the public persona is representative of who he really is. I sit on my high horse and point down at him and Gautama, too. I admit it.
Suu, I don't point down at, I'm just stunned and ask, "Why?" I am not so much disgusted by her, but I am disgusted by her charade and her outright lying. So yes, I have an issue with abusive men and I admit that, but I also acknowledge to myself that I am disgusted by the actions, and when men are the perpetrators, I am also disgusted with the men. But there is also much I admire about men, so it's not all men. It's complicated. Certain women I also feel disgust toward, usually politicians who I feel have abused their power, such as Hilary Rodham Clinton and Nancy Pelosi. Perhaps if I knew more about Suu, I'd feel disgust for her too. I might be hurt and offended that, like Bill Clinton claiming to read the Meditations, that the beautiful and inspiring ethics she claims are only her talk and not her walk, only what I aspire to walk, and if that were true, I would indeed be disgusted.
Has there been in the past two hundred years a genuinely ethical leader who walked their talk, who put others' well-being first, who didn't belong to secret societies or make backroom deals or give in to temptations, who was aware of their vulnerability and fallibility and had others to help them see themselves when they could not and be accountable? I realize there is no perfect human and all have their failings, who do great things in spite of their failings and foibles. But fuck. Just...fuck. There are so few people at the top or at the bottom who can say, "I made a mistake. I'm learning from this and, moving forward, I want to do better and I commit to doing better. Please help me be accountable. Please help me to help and not harm others."
I feel overwhelmed by what is disgusting in the world. I feel hopeless that men will ever stop abusing and start respecting women. I live in Mexico and I lived in Guatemala, I see how women are treated and driven utterly nuts by the machismo, paternalistic men. I lived in the States, I've known the players and the man-boys. I've known plenty of women, as well, who have shit on other women and on men, too, who have been abusive, who have been unwilling to let go of their pride and their false public personas. There is so much fear in power and in being the one overpowered, I learned this from reading Suu's book.
"It is not power that corrupts but fear. Fear of losing power corrupts those who wield it and fear of the scourge of power corrupts those who are subject to it...corruption...is deviation from the right path."
There is so much corruption of spirit nearly everywhere.
I see Donald Trump and I see people who actually root for him and think he's doing great things, when he is an obvious liar and doesn't even try to hide it, as well as a racist, a mafia-style criminal, and a misogynistic abuser. I see Joe Biden who has also abused women and is just another slick piece of shit. I see third-world countries where women and children are horribly abused and have no rights or power. I see celebrities playing the victim by whining about cancel culture when they get caught out. I am sick and I am fed up. I swear, even those I point down at and am disgusted by, I want to climb down and talk to them face to face and help them overcome whatever it is that created such ways of interacting with other humans and with themselves. I want to advise those who have power and little to no ethics. I want to save those who need to be saved. I want children to have safe and stable homes so that they can grow up and have a safe and stable world. And there's not a fucking thing I can do. I have so much ability, intelligence, talent, skill, and ethics, and I can't even save myself.
It hurts.
Two small words, along with disgust and hopelessness and impotence, that cannot begin to encompass what I feel, want to express, what motivates me to love and to want to make a difference for people, even those who harm, so that we all can be safe and thrive and meet our own incredible potentials. I want those who suffer to have healing. I hurt. I will be just another person who died and couldn't make a difference. The only thing that seems to be able to make an enduring impact on and in the world is the profane.
It has to do with manipulation and lying, and with the profane.
The first thing that recently bothered me was reading Bill Clinton's claim that he reads the Meditations of Marcus Aurelius once a year.
If you've never read any of the Meditations, they were the journals of the last great Roman emperor, a Stoic philosopher, as reminders to himself to remain in his ethics no matter how great the tempetations or challenges he faced. His greatest interest as an emperor was in his work regarding justice.
I admit I'm on a high horse and pointing down with a sneer and an accusatory finger in judgment when I say I am disgusted by Clinton. He's so slick, he almost slides uphill. He is manipulative, wormy, all about the appearance, and whatever substance he has is overshadowed by his sleazy criminality and baseness.
I wonder if he even reads the Meditations, and if he does, why? They were the personal ethical guidelines of a great leader who made conscious and continuous effort to keep his ego in check and to put others first, the exact opposite of Clinton. So why make such a claim? Is it virtue signaling? Is it just another element to his facade? Does he get off on the profanity of the claim? Does he read the Meditations to study how ethical people function so that he can find their weak points and exploit them? Because manipulators do that.
I am almost viscerally disgusted by this. Another Stoic philosopher, Seneca, said, "One who roams through the universe will never weary of the truth; it is the false things that will bring on disgust." Being scapgoated and gaslighted from my earliest years, I have never stopped being shocked at what is false, have increasingly loved the truth, and am at a point where the false seems to be so rampantly, blatantly overrunning society that I can't stand it. As I read Stoic writings and other historical works and works of historical fiction, I recognize that it always has. I thought humans would have evolved further than that, yet I think this is perhaps the most disgusting, lowest point in history. Even organizations that are meant to help seem to be fronts for abusive social engineering. I feel like there is nowhere to escape to anywhere on the planet.
The second thing that recently bothered me has to do with the 1991 Nobel Peace Prize winner Aung San Suu Kyi, who was a political prisoner under house arrest for 15 years in Burma, now Myanmar. She eventually was released and became the equivalent of prime minister.
This week, I read a collection of her writings, published while she was still under house arrest the same year she won the Nobel, titled Freedom From Fear and Other Writings.
I highlighted so much of that book! I loved her wisdom. I appreciated how she embraced the UN Declaration of Human Rights, even as I have serious doubts and criticisms of the UN. I also learned a few new things about Buddhism, which is a foundation of her ethics. But as I was on an ethical high, something didn't sit right with me.
She wrote that in her country, women and men had always been social equals -- women could have property and receive inheritances, and while not many held political positions, women were not blocked from doing so. She said that because women could not become Buddhas but men could, that women lovingly indulged men in the home out of choice, but that they were otherwise equals.
After I finished the book, I researched domestic violence in Myanmar.
It turns out that many human rights organizations are well aware that domestic violence perpetrated against women in Myanmar is rampant and virtually unchecked. Police don't protect women, let alone believe them. Women's own families don't believe them. The reports I read filled me with disgust, sadness, and overwhelming hopelessness. One woman, while being interviewed about the domestic violence she experienced, was interrupted by her brother. He said, "I don't believe her. And what about men's rights? Why all this talk about women's rights?"
Suu told the world about and fought for the need for democracy and the end of military control in Burma, yet she also painted this lovely and utterly false picture of a peaceful Buddhist nation where men and women were equal.
While there is much I've learned from and value about Buddhist philosophy, I have also been disgusted by the religion, and disgusted by Guatama the Buddha himself, who did not stand up for women, who said that while they were as spiritually capable as men, could not be allowed in the community to be equals because society couldn't handle it, they could barely handle that he allowed women to be nuns. And so the highest nun was lower than the lowest, newest Buddhist novice monk. It has never changed. The sangha is rife with abuses by monks toward novices, toward nuns, and toward lay women. No one is allowed to criticize them because to criticize the sangha and the teachers is to end up in a hell realm. If someone is abusive, they are said to be helping the abused with their karma, and Gautama taught to not blame -- but he also did not teach accountability.
It goes all the way to the top, and I am disgusted by the Dali Lama, who escaped Tibet with funding by the CIA, supposedly organized without his knowledge by those below him, and who has a collection of Rolex watches he has received as gifts. A monk is restricted to a very small number of specific possessions and articles of clothing, and a timepiece is not among them. He calls himself, first and foremost, a simple Buddhist monk, yet he owns Rolexes and other expensive timepieces, and has courted celebrities and famous world leaders. He has a certain public persona, yet he admits he has a temper, and I don't believe the public persona is representative of who he really is. I sit on my high horse and point down at him and Gautama, too. I admit it.
Suu, I don't point down at, I'm just stunned and ask, "Why?" I am not so much disgusted by her, but I am disgusted by her charade and her outright lying. So yes, I have an issue with abusive men and I admit that, but I also acknowledge to myself that I am disgusted by the actions, and when men are the perpetrators, I am also disgusted with the men. But there is also much I admire about men, so it's not all men. It's complicated. Certain women I also feel disgust toward, usually politicians who I feel have abused their power, such as Hilary Rodham Clinton and Nancy Pelosi. Perhaps if I knew more about Suu, I'd feel disgust for her too. I might be hurt and offended that, like Bill Clinton claiming to read the Meditations, that the beautiful and inspiring ethics she claims are only her talk and not her walk, only what I aspire to walk, and if that were true, I would indeed be disgusted.
Has there been in the past two hundred years a genuinely ethical leader who walked their talk, who put others' well-being first, who didn't belong to secret societies or make backroom deals or give in to temptations, who was aware of their vulnerability and fallibility and had others to help them see themselves when they could not and be accountable? I realize there is no perfect human and all have their failings, who do great things in spite of their failings and foibles. But fuck. Just...fuck. There are so few people at the top or at the bottom who can say, "I made a mistake. I'm learning from this and, moving forward, I want to do better and I commit to doing better. Please help me be accountable. Please help me to help and not harm others."
I feel overwhelmed by what is disgusting in the world. I feel hopeless that men will ever stop abusing and start respecting women. I live in Mexico and I lived in Guatemala, I see how women are treated and driven utterly nuts by the machismo, paternalistic men. I lived in the States, I've known the players and the man-boys. I've known plenty of women, as well, who have shit on other women and on men, too, who have been abusive, who have been unwilling to let go of their pride and their false public personas. There is so much fear in power and in being the one overpowered, I learned this from reading Suu's book.
"It is not power that corrupts but fear. Fear of losing power corrupts those who wield it and fear of the scourge of power corrupts those who are subject to it...corruption...is deviation from the right path."
There is so much corruption of spirit nearly everywhere.
I see Donald Trump and I see people who actually root for him and think he's doing great things, when he is an obvious liar and doesn't even try to hide it, as well as a racist, a mafia-style criminal, and a misogynistic abuser. I see Joe Biden who has also abused women and is just another slick piece of shit. I see third-world countries where women and children are horribly abused and have no rights or power. I see celebrities playing the victim by whining about cancel culture when they get caught out. I am sick and I am fed up. I swear, even those I point down at and am disgusted by, I want to climb down and talk to them face to face and help them overcome whatever it is that created such ways of interacting with other humans and with themselves. I want to advise those who have power and little to no ethics. I want to save those who need to be saved. I want children to have safe and stable homes so that they can grow up and have a safe and stable world. And there's not a fucking thing I can do. I have so much ability, intelligence, talent, skill, and ethics, and I can't even save myself.
It hurts.
Two small words, along with disgust and hopelessness and impotence, that cannot begin to encompass what I feel, want to express, what motivates me to love and to want to make a difference for people, even those who harm, so that we all can be safe and thrive and meet our own incredible potentials. I want those who suffer to have healing. I hurt. I will be just another person who died and couldn't make a difference. The only thing that seems to be able to make an enduring impact on and in the world is the profane.
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