I just read a nice profile piece about the impeachment managers who will be arguing the case to convict Mr. Trump of inciting the January 6 riot at the U.S. Capitol building in Washington, DC.
Mr. Trump has characterized the House’s subsequent bipartisan impeachment of this crime as a “continuation of the greatest witch hunt in the history of politics,” despite having arguably himself torn open the gates of Hell, summoned forth thousands of angry demons, and then caused them to swarm down upon the Capitol building, where they killed people, injured others, stole and destroyed government property, and committed numerous other disgraceful acts (like tracking human shit around on the floors — YUCK!).
These are not “legal challenges”. They are, rather, “litigious octopus-inkelry”, or perhaps, “revenge against all the butthurt 2016 Clinton supporters who refused to let Trump be King”, or maybe, “a systematic attempt to manufacture evidence that everybody is out to destroy Trump — even the judges!”
But they’re not proper “legal challenges”, that’s for sure. I think we should stop calling them that.
I don’t care what issue were talking about. I don’t care what side of it you’re on. I don’t care how big or small it is. From the current Pro- vs anti-Trump insanity down to whose turn it is to empty the dishwasher, the only correct response to any protest is simply to witness the fact that it’s happening. Watch, listen, learn, marvel (quietly) at the abject stupidity of the protestors, whatever else you need to do is fine, but above all DO NOT COUNTER-PROTEST!!!!
Nothing says: “YOU’RE RIGHT TO PROTEST, PLEASE CONTINUE!!!” like an attempt to say “YOU’RE WRONG TO PROTEST, PLEASE STOP.”
Now, if you already agree with this, good for you. Please spread the word.
If you disagree, well, yeah…good luck with that. Hopefully, you’ll figure it out at some point.
Are you tired of futile pseudo-debates with pompous armchair experts who think “research” is what they’re doing when they look shit up on the Internet?
Do you need a quick and dirty zinger that you can use to gracefully exit such a hopeless and depressing energy vacuum, while making clear your own commitment to understanding complex issues by investing in a sincere study of what the actual experts think?
If so, the next time you find your joie-de-vivre being threatened by some Dunning-Kruger deluded poser, try asking him* the following question: Is it possible that you are correct, and yet just suck at explaining why?
Poser: Coronavirus is a myth! BLOB BLOB BLOBBITY BLOB….!
Concerned Citizen: Hmmmm. Although I agree that, at least in principle, perhaps, in some remote alternate-factiverse that what you appear to be asserting certainly could be the case (mega-ultra-meta-hyper-hypothetically speaking, of course) I must nevertheless admit that after listening to you yammer endlessly on the subject for the past 10 months, I find your arguments persistently unpersuasive. Is it possible you are correct, and yet just suck at explaining why? How about we table this discussion while you take the next, say, year to improve your explaining skills? In the meantime, I’ll try to get by with what the actual experts think about it. Now, moving on to more productive topics, have you heard from Aunt Betty recently? I hear she’s got bunions, ouch!…
I hope that’s helpful!
* Let’s face it, this is more of a him- than a her-problem. Toxic masculinity strikes again!
If you have read the title of this post and you need clarification on what it means, here are some simple instructions for how to find the clarity you need:
First, black lives matter.
Second, when in doubt, see 1.
I hope that’s useful. If you need additional clarification, well, just open your eyes, because it’s practically everywhere. For example, here is a nice video essay that explains “Why ‘all lives matter’ is a hurtful thing to say.”
One way to oversimplify what it means for me to be autistic is to say that I’m like a “misunderstanding machine”, by which I mean that I am prone to having misunderstandings with people, and this to a much greater degree (i.e. “clinically significant”) than is true for (so-called) normal people. These misunderstandings can take two basic forms, with mixtures common: in the first place, I am prone to misunderstanding others, but in the second place I am also prone to causing others to misunderstand me.
Now, however tempting it may be to reassure me here that “everybody has misunderstandings”, I must respectfully ask you to resist that temptation. One of the potential benefits to both of us of my ASD (autism) diagnosis is that it gives us a handy scapegoat that we can and should (in my opinion) use to mitigate and hopefully resolve these misunderstandings. Whenever such misunderstandings arise, instead of wasting time and energy spinning our wheels in the clay of “whose fault is it?” we can instead simply agree that “autism is a bitch” and focus more productively on resolving the misunderstanding.
Here I wish to register my personal dissatisfaction with the term mindfulness, which I find obscure and confusing. It smacks of bad translation, perhaps by someone who learned English as an adult and maybe subscribes to that misolinguistic cargo-cult of You Don’t Really Need To Master Grammar To Make Yourself Understood. Also, I suspect it was someone held in great reverence by fawning religious devotees who either didn’t want to risk committing a sin by questioning their “master’s” ill-conceived neologism, or worse, actually liked this bit of jargon, and this mainly because of its obscurity.
Anyway, in it’s place, henceforth (and until further notice) I shall try to use nowfulness, which is in my opinion much more transparent, given that the actual nuts-and-bolts practice of so-called “mindfulness” appears to me to boil down to filling one’s mind with stuff that’s happening right now.
I don’t know what my IQ is, but even if it’s perfectly average I figure I’m smarter than half of all human beings. That’s a lot of relatively stupid people I have to cope with on a daily basis, but I try not to whine about it because I figure it serves me right because my own relative stupidity must be dealt with by all of the relatively intelligent people that compose the other half of the population and who have to cope with me on a daily basis.
In the end I guess it all balances out, which is why as a rule I don’t like to make people feel ashamed for being stupider than I am. What’s there to be ashamed of? Relative stupidity is all just part of the Human condition.
But it’s the exceptional rule that has no exceptions at all, and every now and again I will meet someone who really seems to be begging me for just a teaspoon of shame sauce, and in these occasions I like to have on hand a good zinger that can satisfy their craving.
My own version of this makes use of my ASD diagnosis, but the general format can be used with most any condition:
“I’m sorry, but my dyslexia makes you seem like a moron.”
“I beg your pardon, but my ADHD makes you seem kind of dim-witted.”
“Whoa, my hay fever is making you look ridiculous!”