Silver is my favorite color. It is the color of moonlight whispered upon water crests, the smell of tangy steel, the tintinnabulation of Christmas music and charity. It is gray if gray could shine.
Such thoughts would lead me to think that gray ought to be the world’s least favorite color. It prefers a world of extreme binaries, simplicity at its worst. Nuance that glimmers? Never. Matted white, dull black. There is no room for hue or saturation or luminosity. No room for color.
That is not to say that I don’t understand such individuals and their desires. Binaries are simple. They remove thinking and place all moral judgements upon the concept of the other. Me, black. Them, white. Them, black. Me, white. Anyone who is not us is them, and anyone who is them is not good because they are not us but them. It sounds a bit maddening but one could understand most political arguments and views by throwing away their rose-colored glasses and putting on sunglasses with one missing lens.
Let’s replace the colorful language for more colorful, and significant, language. Red, conservative, Republican, bad. Blue, liberal, Democrat, good. Red, conservative, Republican, good. Blue, liberal, Democrat, bad. Ah. Now that looks like a more familiar argument for us Americans. The problem is that it isn’t just a political party that you are disagreeing with. You are demonizing around one-half of the population of 300 million plus humans. You are dismissing their views, their values, their reasons — some of which may be good(!) — as utter trash. They are evil and stupid and illogical, and you are the paragon of goodness and reason and intelligence.
Anyone who knows me, and knows this blog, will not be surprised by this next statement: you are a moron if you think this way. I don’t care if you’re a Democrat or Republican, believer or atheist: you are an absolute, troglodytic lackwit. If you cannot comprehend, or at least attempt to, you deserve no voice in any sensible conversation.
I’m tired of the utter nonsense I have heard non-stop since Trump got elected. From both sides. You are both buffoons; please shut up.
I dislike Trump immensely, but, if you choose to close your eyes as to why he won, it may happen again, or, while more poetically delightful though more terrible, you will vote for a person of your own party who will do and act the same. It is sad that as an anarchist I have to watch all this lunacy continue. Then again, it also makes my argument and case seem a bit more sound.
Politics aside, and I alluded to it earlier, the view of black and white goes much further. At the base level, we see it in its most insidious form of racism. It continues on up to thought-policing and international conflicts. Never before has the quaint aphorism of needing to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes been so needed in our world.
While we are busy condemning each other over the most asinine trivialities, while we masturbate to our own selfies and claim to be morally righteous in the midst of a circle jerk of fatuity, even while ignoring the planks in our eyes, a world weeps, cries out for help. Yes, the terms I just used are strong and possibly offensive. But maybe it will help someone wake the hell up. The world burns about us. Free speech dies alongside thousands of children. They die from neglect and negligence while our watchmen watch themselves.
The apocalypse is always talked about as if it were a bad thing. I’m not so sure anymore. At least, I could find a bit of silence.