"I have ever hated all nations, professions, and communities, and all my love is toward individuals” - Jonathan Swift
My sentiments precisely. We are a nation of factions and ever more subsets. The Midwest Gay Asian-American Feminist Women Lawyers Association indeed! These alliances, once professional, have made inroads into the private sphere as well, just not as formally. The outcome is a stratified cliquish populace at each other’s pockets and throats. And I hate them all.
Where I to meet the woman in your article I could easily find myself liking her and commiserating with her circumstance (I am as capable of stupid as anyone). This feeling comes by way of getting to know someone not by quixotically professing love for “mankind”. You will have noticed by now – and if you haven’t, please take note – there’s no such word as philothrope.
I do see what you mean, and in general I concur; people become vicious when they run in packs. My partner calls them 'identity circles.' Drawing identity circles, then attacking those who fall outside of them, is the source of most of our problems, in his view.
Joe 'the partner' here. I cannot take credit for the identity circle phrase, I came to use that label a lot after reading Amartya Sen's "Identity and Violence: The illusion of Destiny".
Which reminds me, slightly off-topic, I have always hated the term "identity politics" when used to refer to the grouping of people by their ethnic group (or by sexual orientation or some other thing you are born into). It presupposes that one's identity is comprised of things that happened before you were born and have no control over. I like to think of identity as a self-created thing, or at least as something defined by what you think and do in your own life, rather than where your ancestors came from or some genetic factor.
An interesting experiment (it doesn't prove anything, but it's still interesting) is to ask someone who they are, starting with "I am a ..." going from the general to the specific. How many people start with I'm an American? I'm a female or I'm a human, I'm a Mormon? I'm a dog person? I'm a vegetarian? It's interesting to see how far back someone goes for the "general".
I'm so glad Joe the Plumber is over. Long live Joe the Partner!
I didn't become actively irritated with the author until she wrote this, emphasis mine:
I suddenly had a lot of money. I was in my late 40s, and I felt that I was just too old to have it in a plain old bank account. But I was a creative person, not a savvy investor, so I asked around and talked to my smartest friends with Harvard and Wharton MBAs. There appeared to be a secret society of Madoff investors. A friend who was older, wealthier, and more established somehow got me in. I've always had good luck, and I thought it was another stroke of good fortune to be invested with the legendary Bernard Madoff.
In other words, I didn't deal with this like it was a math problem, which it is. I excused myself from doing so because I'm a "creative person." I assumed that that would turn out well because I think magically.
I guess I've never had the luxury of magical thinking in that regard, never having had 'a lot of money' suddenly arrive in my life because of a creative endeavor. I was about twenty years too late in writing my sex tips.
But surely a Harvard MBA would know enough to encourage a stupid creative person to diversify? Or was that so obvious that they didn't feel the need to mention it?
Or maybe they were hoping for gratitude in a form that one might associate with a sex manual author. Who knows? I'm led to understand that access to certain levels of society is a powerful motivator for some people. It sounds like she's one of them.
How to Give a Good Christian B10wjob has Bestseller written all over it, PL. You're sitting on a gold mine.
Darlings, where to start? Sometimes I feel as though I have lived a thousand lives in this one, dewy and unlined though my complexion may be. To Tell All may be to intimidate; thus I maintain, at most times, a discreet reserve. But here I share my musings, perhaps revealing the secret to my exquisite poise and charm.
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George, are you becoming a misanthrope, or were you one all along?
Pretty Lady, a misanthrope? You decide.
"I have ever hated all nations, professions, and communities, and all my love is toward individuals” - Jonathan Swift
My sentiments precisely. We are a nation of factions and ever more subsets. The Midwest Gay Asian-American Feminist Women Lawyers Association indeed! These alliances, once professional, have made inroads into the private sphere as well, just not as formally. The outcome is a stratified cliquish populace at each other’s pockets and throats. And I hate them all.
Where I to meet the woman in your article I could easily find myself liking her and commiserating with her circumstance (I am as capable of stupid as anyone). This feeling comes by way of getting to know someone not by quixotically professing love for “mankind”. You will have noticed by now – and if you haven’t, please take note – there’s no such word as philothrope.
No, George, the word is 'philAnthrope.' ;-)
I do see what you mean, and in general I concur; people become vicious when they run in packs. My partner calls them 'identity circles.' Drawing identity circles, then attacking those who fall outside of them, is the source of most of our problems, in his view.
Pretty Lady, you know better than that. Philanthrope is not an antonym for misanthrope. ;-)
Yes, identity circles running in packs.
Joe 'the partner' here. I cannot take credit for the identity circle phrase, I came to use that label a lot after reading Amartya Sen's "Identity and Violence: The illusion of Destiny".
Which reminds me, slightly off-topic, I have always hated the term "identity politics" when used to refer to the grouping of people by their ethnic group (or by sexual orientation or some other thing you are born into). It presupposes that one's identity is comprised of things that happened before you were born and have no control over. I like to think of identity as a self-created thing, or at least as something defined by what you think and do in your own life, rather than where your ancestors came from or some genetic factor.
An interesting experiment (it doesn't prove anything, but it's still interesting) is to ask someone who they are, starting with "I am a ..." going from the general to the specific. How many people start with I'm an American? I'm a female or I'm a human, I'm a Mormon? I'm a dog person? I'm a vegetarian? It's interesting to see how far back someone goes for the "general".
I'm so glad Joe the Plumber is over. Long live Joe the Partner!
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I didn't become actively irritated with the author until she wrote this, emphasis mine:
I suddenly had a lot of money. I was in my late 40s, and I felt that I was just too old to have it in a plain old bank account. But I was a creative person, not a savvy investor, so I asked around and talked to my smartest friends with Harvard and Wharton MBAs. There appeared to be a secret society of Madoff investors. A friend who was older, wealthier, and more established somehow got me in. I've always had good luck, and I thought it was another stroke of good fortune to be invested with the legendary Bernard Madoff.
In other words, I didn't deal with this like it was a math problem, which it is. I excused myself from doing so because I'm a "creative person." I assumed that that would turn out well because I think magically.
Pth.
I guess I've never had the luxury of magical thinking in that regard, never having had 'a lot of money' suddenly arrive in my life because of a creative endeavor. I was about twenty years too late in writing my sex tips.
But surely a Harvard MBA would know enough to encourage a stupid creative person to diversify? Or was that so obvious that they didn't feel the need to mention it?
Or maybe they were hoping for gratitude in a form that one might associate with a sex manual author. Who knows? I'm led to understand that access to certain levels of society is a powerful motivator for some people. It sounds like she's one of them.
How to Give a Good Christian B10wjob has Bestseller written all over it, PL. You're sitting on a gold mine.
She's sitting on one gold mine and using the other to eat.
Ha! Leetle joke.
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