What I am about is this:
I was always empathic and compassionate to an extreme point.
I despised bullies and it hurt me to the core when the weak were picked upon, even though I had never really been a victim of bullying myself .
As a youngster the cruelty of the world bothered me… I couldn’t understand, for example, why millions were allowed to suffer while a select few lived in luxury and excess.
I later on discovered that these weaklings, these victims, were not wholly innocent or pitiful; that, given the chance, they would turn out no different than the ones exploiting them and ignoring them.
I also realized that if you help one of these weaklings he’ll take your help as a weakness and will, instead of being thankful, turn on you when he has regained his footing.
I realized how thankless the world was and I realized that many of the attributes that resulted in their miserable condition were innate in them.
Their status wasn’t entirely a result of immediate environmental conditions, and it wasn’t all nurture.
I realized that nobility of mind was inherited and nurtured in environments only when there existed a kernel of intellectual integrity, reason and courage in the individual and that all these downtrodden and wronged were not special or innocent victims of happenstance but the defeated in an evolutionary struggle.
Unlike Hannibal Lecter, or perhaps like him,I didn’t get stuck in this hero mode where I tried to avenge the wronged by attacking the aggressors or the bullies on some moralistic basis but only because bullies offered a better challenge.
I stopped relating to the rabble and became more selective with my attentions and interests and loyalties. This rabble cannot appreciate reality to a point where they are salvageable or where saving them or protecting them will be productive or even appreciated.
Then I came to another realization. These very weaklings, who’s suffering once made me cry, were themselves participants in their own conditions.
Their only complaint was on the fact that they had inherited the shorter end of the stick and that given a chance they would do far worse, because of the vengefulness weakness is prone to.
For instance the victim of bullying, if protected and allowed the illusion that it is strong, will become a far worse bully than the one that harassed him.
I looked upon the world and saw that these weaklings were pawns, often willing ones, in events that took advantage of weakness.
They couldn’t and they didn’t know any better.
I saw that those that claimed righteousness and a moral high ground were, most often, the most unrighteous and the most dishonorable ones and the ones declaring their ‘goodness’ were the ones, most often, hiding a rotting, vehement inner core.
That’s when I became an elitist and that’s when I took it upon myself to expose all instances of hypocrisy and bullshit.
Playing victim, after you’ve been put in your place when you attempted to become an aggressor is what cowards do to hide their intentions and their inner psychological motive, and if being seen as a bully puts these retarded minds in their place then so be it.
The people are not innocent victims. They show their hand in subtle ways, such as in the thread I posted a link to.
We saw there an attack on intelligence, by the stupid, and a glorification of thoughtlessness by the one that was incapable of thought.
He desired to cast himself as the worldly man, the actor, amongst writers.
He desired to do this as a vengeful act upon that which intimidates him.
Then, when challenged, he runs back to the usual ‘I was only jocking routine’ I’ve faced my entire life from those that want to speak their minds and do but want to avoid the repercussions.
Let us explore humor, if we must, and see what exactly is a joke.
Then this aggressor plays the victim so that the community can rally to his defense.
Bullying isn’t always overt.
