Great observation, Enigma.
This kind of situation is both beautiful and dreadful. It is beautiful because intelligence is aspirant for the human being. He wants to be “right,” correct, with possession of a/the truth. So the will behind his argument is clean and sincere. He only prefers the appearance of “looking intelligent,” to actually being intelligent because of costs, when he confronts another opinion, an argument, since he believes that from his position he should be showing truths to his opponent. He is already charged with this task before the argument begins, and with admitting secretely to himself that he might be wrong, he’s satisfied with only an appearance. But alas, only because he believes that truth is valuable and precious does he not wish to risk the appearance of being intelligent to an unpromised and uncertain chance of being wrong. This is a beautiful characteristic of the human being.
Ironically, the gesture is a compliment. For a man to insist, over and over again that he be right, even in the face of obvious evidence that he is wrong, only shows that he is capable of humiliation. He knows that we know that he is wrong. And with this, he whispers to us behind the argument: "I’m not sure if I’m right. But I must be assertive and confident at least. We know this, and are flattered, without ever mentioning a word about it. Its subliminal beauty.
The dreadful part is this. Part of this condition is the possibility of being wrong, while for there even to exist the importance of “truth” it should seem out of the question that there be the possibility for error. The endeavor begets itself. We hold it so entirely crucial that we find a truth while all the while there is no guarantee we do. Everyone knows this, we whisper it back and forth among one another. So it goes without saying that regardless of whether we are lying and right, or telling the truth and wrong, we are beautifully honest, we mean well, and we want to help.
So we become clowns in light of the absurd. That is what laughter is. Humiliation from a safe vantage point, two people equally capable of a same folly. The secret agreement between all people. It is the admittance of folly, not failure, because this is our secret to begin with. We might be wrong, but we cannot “fail” under such circumstances either, because the arguers only concern is being assertive and confident, not a guarantee of truth. When we lose the passion we commit the folly…remember the guy who insists over and over?:
If he were to suddenly concede defeat, he would be blamed for not being assertive and confident with his opinion.
This is the extreme, obviously, but it shows the grey area there. The “moral” motives behind the argument are valued for their sincerity, not for their accuracy. And at the same time, the relativity of “truths” keeps us from justifying a disrespect for our opponent: all we can notice is the intentions and the purpose…that’s what we judge…not the accuracy of his testament.
One of the hardest things for a person to do is admit that they at least believe that they are wrong, or that they could become wrong. (Being wrong “a while back” is okay to admit because this past is nullified anyway), and this is because our opponent respects us enough to feel humiliated before us. Remember, they promised us that they would give us at least one truth…or have nothing to say at all.
I would rather a man continue through and fall down after trying to balance on one foot while the other is in his mouth.
We all do this. But it is our secret.