[Updates]On the politicization of thought and rousing of violence as the sum total of conscience life.
It has never been easier than in the current moment of uncritical talk to have for all imitation and false knowing the sound of an opinion. Like so many words today, has that one been made into what it does not mean by hateful misuses and a popular revolt against language. An opinion now is a spiritless vapor, an insipid, washable generality, which keeps none of its prior rotundness; a thing once of mass, now emanates like a foul moisture off the imposter’s tongue, as an infant babbling parental notes, who chews on whatever toyish object he happens to crawl over and stick inside his gummy mouth.
We no longer have opinions; not, at least, in that sense whereby some original and creative force of thought is its source. What we have instead are phrases and sentences; those which makes us into the same voluntary recruits of a fundamental mimicry, happy badge-wearers and conscripts of redundancy, who believe their own promotion and speak in favour of their own subjugation.
What we have is political imitation, everywhere and all at once, imposed upon civilian life for the reason to yield and yoke it, to uptake it in its spread, ever watching and ever threatening; a most wicked germ fertilized by those who accept unquestioningly, and who bend fearfully.
It is an accepted fact in America today, that the selfsame state is the world’s preeminent apparatus of terror. Its ‘neo-paternalism’ appropriates entire nations and la dependencia enslaves them; its ‘military-industrial complex’ wages war for profit, while its real-politic is ‘just pretext’ for oil and expansion; and a misreading of its history ensures every possible misery on the earth can be attributed back to its declaration.
In a time when appearance is the ultimate aim of our race, and the disciplined learning of the mind has no place as private employment, nor especially as recreation, do these smart sounding, off-the-shelf notions increase in value for sore souls desperate to cover their essential ignorance under a seeming surface of strong opinion.
It is not that these sentence-arguments are wrong and I should now drive to correct them—my fuller understanding of them is always left—but that among those who know nothing of which they speak, can they be readily recited almost anywhere and counted on to produce little or no opposition. What makes them so appealing and so ripe on the tongue of the Homo Boobien is that they are in the fashion of things an assumed truth, already professed by enough people to no longer bear any risk when spoken, that he or she need not in their accounts know why any of them are so before they can be enjoyed – particularly as acid in the face of the skeptic, but better, as poison for the thoughts of the innocent.
More than this, to hear them, usually in that manner of outrage best suited for their full persuasive effect, and to then ask for an elucidation of their proper case, is to betray oneself at once as a modern idiot, and for which nothing could be worse, an enemy of progressivism. But none who hold these beliefs do as a matter of consistency possess the size and complexity of that knowledge which permits them to do so in the first. It is why they do not discuss, why they never bother assessing themselves of their own convictions in that long interval of self-directed inquiry.
To talk of ‘cultural appropriation’, as an example, is largely an assertion from faith, taken on trust as that cliché already well produced in the mouths of the vast majority. Its application is endless, as all ideas poorly defined, requiring no great talent from its user, like a gun can be fired more or less without instruction, can its wielder be sure to borrow the authority of that phrase in their mere pronouncing it. No one cares for what it is exactly, or how it’s made, they just want a chance to shoot it.
As far as individuality of thought goes, intellectual life has unsurprisingly become absorbed by one long summation of identical sayings; because we have lost the education wanting of our better nature, and we’ve closed ourselves to those faculties against the pleasure of hatred.
All that remains in this age of outcry and manhunt, are our politicized sentences which carry the implicit threat, those which supervise the ‘freeness’ of a conversation, which at all times test allegiance with violence and take mobbing as their final measure; we have set them loose upon civility to hang their punishment above the whole of us.
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The human being is now a singularity, of voice and action, politicized of the mind, and roused to violence as that somnambulant figure whose likeness is as a slave. There are phrases, not opinions, as there are sentences instead of arguments, and everything resembling a unique thought has ceased existing by the once-upon-a-time articles of criticism, public discourse, and free speech…Here we go banging on those pillars which hold the entablature of democracy, the pillars that broken cannot be remade.