Thursday, March 10, 2016

Why Do Liberals Always Need a Therapist?

Back in the ancient world of World War I they called it shell shock. Then in World War II they called it combat stress reaction. Now we call it post-traumatic stress disorder.

Not to be outdone, the liberals of 2000 went to their therapists and were diagnosed with stress disorder because of the trauma of the Republicans winning an election. Therapists mobilized all across Florida to minister to the combat fatigue of distraught liberals.

And that is to say nothing of the notion of "stress" that women all over the Anglosphere talk about with their friends.

Of course, when Barack Obama was elected president there was no need for a therapist mobilization. Because Hope and Change.

But now that the era of Obama is coming to a close we have "Trump anxiety" rearing its head among the faint-hearted.

Now, I fully endorse the notion of post-traumatic stress disorder in the case of combat soldiers. It is said that the human male can only stand about 100 days of combat stress. After that he goes mad.

Think about what that means. After 100 days of constant exposure to death and terror, the average male consciousness closes down into madness. It is the only sensible thing to do.

At the other end of this, of course, is the notion, now regnant on college campi, that white professional-class female students should not be subject to any disturbing event, and that safe spaces should be provided for those traumatized by exposure to ideas that challenge the normal 95 percent liberal-feminist-secular-activist monoculture on campus.

(Notice that there is no attempt to provide stress therapy for, e.g., enthusiastic white male Christians, when they arrive at an elite university. In fact the opposite occurs, as students are subjected ruthlessly to reeducation camps on "white privilege." In these cases, the application of stress is considered a positive virtue.)

Since we have established that liberals consider stress a positive good, at least for the character building of conservatives, let us consider the words of would-be typical American Sarah Hoyt. She notes the remarkable absence of stress in our modern lives. But, she writes, we shouldn't expect things to continue like this.
ALL of us, even the most protected of the special snowflakes, are descended from war and disease, famine and strife, and an insane amount of work.  Because those were the conditions that led to survival in most of history, and we’re descended from the ones who survived, or at least from the ones who survived long enough to have children.
We seem to think that we should be able to live free from stress.
The question is: are humans supposed to go through life untraumatized? Is there some ideal state of humanity where we never encounter anything unpleasant, are never frustrated, never hurt?
Answer: NO!
And I wonder. I wonder if this radical experiment of raising kids without any traumas, any hardship is not the worst thing you could do to kids.

It used to be believed — and it was a popular theory in the sixties and seventies — that if you raised kids with absolutely no hardship they would be perfect; that if you raised kids with no violence they would be peaceful; that if you raised kids with self-esteem and praise, they would be confident and productive.
Hoyt's point is that things are going to get worse, at some point. And when they get worse, only the strong will survive, only the people that went against the conventional wisdom of a living a stress-free life, and raising your kids to be free from stress.

So how tough should we be on ourselves? How tough should we be on our kids? Should we advocate "firmness" as the Murdstones advocates for little boys like David Copperfield.

The answer is, of course, that nobody knows, because nobody knows what is coming in the future. It's like buying a stock. It's easy to say: buy low, sell high, but nobody knows the future.

Right now I am reading a Trollope novel, Doctor Thorne. And Trollope raises the question of toughness. Should you be as tough as Roger Scatcherd, the stone mason that rose to be a railway contractor and a rich man, that killed himself with drink? Should you be tough like Lady Arabella, the mother that wants the money-less Mary Thorne out of the way of her son, Frank, who must marry money to clear his father's financial embarrassments? Should you be tough like Frank, that horsewhipped the man that jilted his sister?

Trollope's answer is obvious. You should be as tough as Mary Thorne, principled and honorable, but kind and generous. Yeah, Tony. Easy for you to say.

All I can say is that liberals are heading for a fall. They are very solicitous of their kind, providing them with therapists, safe spaces and all. But they are utterly cruel to people outside the magic circle of liberalism. They pamper themselves and practice Murdstonian firmness on people suspected of white privilege.

I think that the way to live is to be tough on yourself, and kind to others. If only I could practice what I preach. 

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