this is fair too tho, depends on if you’re talking about political lesbians / separatists, if people are talking about men or Men, and the rigidity and permanence of their conception gender
“it’s understandable that a member of an oppressed class could in engage in personal discrimination and be presumptively wary of a member of their oppressor class”
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“omg what if i just maintained the identical oppressive logic with the groups swapped :3”
I WAS GONNA SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT
well maybe in a different context
was thinking about a US guy during ww2: “im allowed to have racist opinions because pearl harbor :(“
in this context, normie means roughly “someone who earnestly and uncritically believes popular cultural narratives”. at root it’s an epistemic vice of laziness and lack of wisdom in discernment.
at times they might be narrowly pragmatically useful (ex. 19thC “iron law of wages” socialists), but mostly they’re just a hindrance and an obstacle, especially in the long run.
nietzschean friere: the masses are dehumanized, and this situation can only be rectified through humanizing education and material social change. the former without the latter is priestly acommodation. our teacher-students must be mindful to avoid pathogens in the intermediate intercourse, however.
under no circumstance can our motivation be “love”. our only interest is the self-interest in the abolition of class rule, a stifling force for the creation of higher specimens and new values.
if it makes you feel any better i don’t think of them as a real person when they’re doing this. it’s just a mechanical process of attempted memetic spread. it’s not volitional, they’re just a sociological automataton. playing the victim is meta rn and it’s cool and edgy to “punch up” incoherently.
what a luxury it was to be permitted innocent methods of fighting depression; the last vestiges of innocent ascetic indulgence now comes in the form of occasionally slicing my flesh open.
a demand for the deadening of pain through emotion: the object is to deaden a racking, insidious, nearly unbearable pain by a more violent emotion of any kind whatsoever, for the time being to drive it out of the consciousness - for this purpose an emotion is needed, as wild an emotion as possible.
Anyone who, in his intercourse with human beings, does not, at one time or another, shimmer with all the colours of distress—green and gray with disgust, surfeit, sympathy, gloom, and loneliness—is certainly not a man of higher taste.
I think romanticizing is not always that bad. It helps to do it sometimes when you're dealing with a repressed memory. I think it is called an advantaged delusion? Sometimes, that's the only way I can remember parts of me l don't want to remember, so that I can lay her to rest and heal.