Yeah, I get angry at people for being stupid and hurting themselves. No, it’s not because I’m offended by the fact that there are stupid people in the world. I get angry because I care. I get angry because I’m a damn bleeding-heart libertarian, a great big softie who hates, hates to see lives ended or tragically altered. Even people I’ve never met and never will meet.
Maybe I should be cold and careless, or blindly sympathetic. But I can’t. I’m sorry. It hurts me when I senselessly devestated for stupid, avoidable reasons. I hate the fact that humane lives, these marvelously complex universes of thought and dream, are so fragile. I hate the fact that with all the uncontrollable dangers in the world, ready to randomly snuff our lives out in the blink of an eye, we subject ourselves to stupid, avoidable risks. I cannot just accept it as the way of things. I have a vision of humankind as something beyond this frail anthill, always teetering on the edge of oblivion, and I hate that it’s taking us so long to get there.
I care, and I hurt, and anger is one of the ways that I express that. I get angry the same way I get angry with our kids when one of them does something thoughtlessly dangerous like running out into the road. I get angry because I love them and the thought of their being hurt scares me to death. Maybe it’s a male thing, I don’t know. But it may be just what nature intended, because when they hear the anger in my reproach they know, even if the danger itself is abstract in their eyes, how important it is not to do it again. Forgive me if I feel a bit protective of humanity, and show it partly through anger.
I will not stop getting angry about tragedy brought about through thoughtlessness, ignorance, or sheer stupidity. And I will not look everywhere but the victim in placing the blame, either. Unlike other bleeding-hearts I know, I believe that the only chance we have to improve things lies in ourselves and in each other. It’s our responsibility, no one else’s. Mom and dad aren’t going to bail us out when we get ourselves into a jam.
I will not stop calling idiocy when I see it, because to fail to do so would be to abdicate my responsibility. Unlike others, I don’t, can’t, believe that my political philosophy would succeed if only the right people were put into power. For liberty to have a chance a change of attitudes is required. We have to start holding each other to much higher stanards of responsibility and foresight. We have to stop looking at human beings as plankton on the tides of life, at the whim of cruel fate. We have to stop being a society of enablers, and start being the friend who slaps the drunk, takes the bottle away, and says “stop being a dumbass, this shit’s killing you“. This is my philosophy, this is the society I am working towards, and this is the example I intend to set. I will continue to call stupidity wherever I see it.