Part of the reason we tend to stay in the shadows and say nothing, while philosophies like communism run abroad in the world killing people is because those philosophies – horrible and ridiculous though they are — dress themselves in the veneer of kindness and concern for others.
Because of this, we can’t speak without seeming uncaring or worse, veritable monsters of inhumanity.
This is why the other side, in science fiction or in politics, keeps calling us “haters” or “evil.” The fact the other side of the – ah, argument – deploys such words with childish abandon (consider, please, that for defending two men using the word “ladies” to refer to women they admired, yours truly got declared half the most evil person in the world.) gives us some insight to their motives and to what we must call, lacking a better word, the functioning of their minds.
That is one must distinguish between the … ah… to borrow their wording “thought leaders” on the other side and the camp followers. The thought leaders, particularly those people whom I know to be intelligent enough and experienced enough to understand where communism or its weak sister, socialism, always lead – to feudalism, more or less, judging from everywhere communism persists and even by many socialist countries – I give no mercy and no quarter. They are evil people. Whatever in their heart was good or kind or well intentioned, has long since given way to a hunger for power, a wolfish desire to rule over everyone which has consumed any glimmer of light in their souls.
No one calls them that. In public life, in the arts, you always hear them referred to as “very nice people, but—” even by those who obey them. What follows ranges from “misguided” to my own term for the other kind of vileprog “political idiots.”
I have been privileged, if you want to call it that, to have a glimpse behind the mask of a few of them, to the point that nowadays I presume there is a mask in place and that behind it lurks the gargoyle-leer of the cowardly power seeker. One of these people I grew up with, more or less, as an older brother. He was one of my brother’s best friends, and yes, there are reasons for what he became, reasons having to do with his family structure, the same reasons that he hung around us enough to acquire the status of “older brother.”
But reasons aren’t excuses. At some point we all make ourselves. I’m sure, because I remember him from childhood, that he was attracted to the communist party by the same reasons that a lot of the followers are: he was kind, worried about people, and his horrible childhood made him long for someone – anyone – who could have imposed order on his broken family.
I feel for that kid, and for the very young man I knew. I don’t feel for the late-middle aged man he became.
He was smart enough to be advanced very quickly through the party structure, and to be admitted to the inner councils. My dad, in a similar situation, at a very young age, took a look at how the totalitarian sausage was made and ran. He ran so far that I’ve never known him as anything but a staunch anti-communist. I believe there are many stories like that on this side, some fast and some slow conversion as the horror of what the other side really means to do as opposed to what they say they want to do dawns on some well-intentioned and smart soul.
My childhood friend didn’t run. In fact, he enmeshed himself in the capitalist world, taking advantage of contacts and advancement, while still trying to promote the evil philosophy of “government by the enlightened few in the name of the masses” which is what communism boils to.
And through that he became someone else, someone willing to do anything for more power.
I know others in the same situation, including those whose political status changes depending on the audience they’re talking to. Dizinformazia. It’s nothing new.
The funny part is that many of these – if not most – were the revolution they work so hard to foment to come true, would end up against the wall. They hungry for power and they imagine that if the revolution happened they would be the ones in control. But the point of any communist (or proto-communist, like the French) revolution is that power concentrates in the hands of the very few, and the others, who are smart but not quite smart enough, ruthless but not quite ruthless enough, end up with the bullet in the back of the head. Because as self-motivated and power hungry as they are, no one in power can trust them. This is why Revolutions in Rome killed all the relatives of those deposed. The higher you were, the closer to the Emperor, if you weren’t the Emperor himself you were never safe.
Beneath them is a second rank, and I know a few of them too. They are smart enough, and they think they’re ruthless. I think they never really get a glimpse behind the scenes, though they might think they do. They might be asked to do or say several unpalatable things, and they don’t balk from them. They are… not the lion, but the hyena. They too don’t run. They too would be summarily disposed of. These, by and large, are the carrion crows who mistake “death lust” for “ruthlessness.” They will say things like that 90% of the world population dying would be a good thing if the smart survived.
They aren’t as strong or as ruthless as they think, which is why they’re never admitted to higher councils. And why if push came to shove they probably would die before being shot in the back of the head. They tend to be… unorganized evil mixed with an odd amount of fluff.
They were pulled into the evil philosophy not through the kindness of their hearts, but through fear. In their hearts they’re sure the revolution will happen, and they’re scared. Really scared. They know there’s reasons for the communists to hate them (note they’re stupid enough to both believe the finite pie theory of economics and to think that communists really want to give money to the poor) and they don’t want to be despoiled or killed.
In a true emergency they’d die fast andd ugly, but until the real emergency comes, they can be very dangerous.
Then there’s the dreamers. Most of the progressives (and communists) in my field fall under this, though some of them (the fargin idiots screaming about killing white men – being themselves white, btw – on twitter, night and day for instance) have a good deal of the second. If you tune in to their twitters, their posts, what you hear is “Mr. Wolf, please eat me last, I’ll serve up these tasty morsels for you.”
They are not stupid. Not most of them, at least, though very few people are as smart as that first group.
What they are is ineffective in the real world. Most of us are. We are, after all, the people who hang back and think, people of words, not of deeds. Some of us had a far more interesting life than we’d really like to, but even those of us are a little… odd, all things considered. There is a narrative going on in the back of our heads that makes it difficult to fully live, say, a fight, without taking notes.
In people whose life circumstances didn’t challenge them in the least, this tendency becomes so marked that they really don’t do much of anything. They just read about things and dream a lot.
To such people the temptation of communism is huge. Most of them are decent enough people. A lot of them are not very fond of humans in general. BUT they want to be seen to be caring, seen to pity their fellow beings and to want nothing else but to HELP. Only they’re conscious of not being able to do very much and not being all that active in anything that might help.
This gets us to their solution: embrace a philosophy that says it means to help the poor/disenfranchised/ Marxist downtrodden.
What you do then is talk about it constantly and shame anyone who disapproves.
The end result is… most of our field. I am not going to say what happens to them in a real revolution, because I think none of you are stupid enough to need it.
Beyond that there is a vast mass of people who aren’t even communists or even progressives in any sense of the word. If they paused and thought long enough about what is actually going on; if they paused and considered consequences; they wouldn’t give one minute of consideration to the claims of virtue of the left, or even give them the “ well intentioned” epiteth.
The thing is for at least the fifty years I’ve been alive, there has been a near total lockdown on the media, the arts, and even churches, aiding and abetting the left, from socialists to communists (and really there isn’t much of any other kind left.)
These soft people – Heinlein would call them custard heads – out there never hear of the consequences of the well intentioned programs, never hear the argument from the other side. All they see is black and white. The well-intentioned, caring left and the evil right who is for selfishness and greed and probably twirls its moustaches in the privacy of its own chambers when no one is looking.
Faced with that they go along with “caring” and wanting to help. This is how we see ridiculous things, like after the abysmal performance of some hard lefty, people saying they’re voting for him again because he “Cares about people like me.”
My side, otoh, being frankly shambling outcasts from this virtue-narrative embraces the epithets flung at them, and laughs. Which is how I come to be the Beautiful but Evil Space Princess, and Larry gets to be the International Lord of Hate. The funny thing is that the other side views this as absolutely truthful. They think we embrace these names because they represent what we are. I think a mechanism is at work here, in which, like other countries compared to the US they try to present themselves in the best possible light, and therefore assume we do the same – without irony. So when they see us calling ourselves evil, they assume we’re unimaginably worse.
As for our colleagues, this un-ironic inability to imagine someone saying something different from what they mean/making fun of an enemy’s hatred goes along with their inability to read about characters “not like themselves” and with the sheer preachy, unadulteratedly earnest stuff they write. It also explains why they think communists are good people, and that socialists “care” for people.
But those of us who think – and any of them who wish to – should consider the limits of caring and or forgiving.
Say, for instance, you feel sorry for a pedophile – not that any of them got involved in anything like that recently! – because after all the poor critter is confused, and didn’t choose to be this way. You let him/her go, or even encourage him/her with stuff like “it’s not your fault.”
What is going to happen? I can tell you. What is going to happen is that they’re going to hurt another or many kids.
Now the kids didn’t ask to be hurt, and they didn’t do anything to deserve it.
By encouraging/feeling sorry for one person, who can, after all, control him/herself or seek help in doing such, you were cruel to a vast number of innocents that didn’t do anything to bring this on them.
You can say you feel sorry for them too, but that won’t help them. Being firm with the pedophile and telling them to seek help (or making sure they got stopped, if you think their behavior has gone beyond fantasies) would have been the kindest way to handle the situation, both for the pedophile and his future victims.
Say you feel sorry for a terrorist, or a thief, or even someone who doesn’t do his work at work. In each of these circumstances too, you’ll find that your “kindness” has the effect of the most horrible cruelty.
It’s all very nice to proclaim oneself caring and kind. And then there is feeling compassion for people.
But around 12 or so, most of us realize kindness to the cruel leads to cruelty to the innocent, or even the kind. If you haven’t figured that out, you’re spreading evil in the world and it is time you stopped.
Choices are rarely between ice-cream and death. They are usually between something horrible and something slightly less horrible. Smart people vote for the less horrible and help – personally when and how they can.
Be smart, stop wearing your “caring” on your sleeve.
Caring either hides the smile of the tiger, or makes you a patsy of those who do.
Actions have consequences and intentions count for nothing. Sometimes the best help you can give someone is a swift kick in the butt. Sometimes it’s teaching them a skill. Care enough to do what it takes, even if it seem cruel.
And stop buying stupid narratives.