I have very recently been trying to challenge the long-standing fact that I am cynical about humanity. How long have I been feeling this way?
The other day I was sorting through some old stuff and found this from a “fill-in” journal I kept when I was 15:
Question: “Do you ever wonder why bad things happen in the world?”
Answer: “No. Human nature makes it obvious.”
That’s the most concise answer I’ve ever provided for ANY question, by the way. I actually still remember how instantly the answer came to me when I wrote it down.
The more I try to learn about the world–politics, history, economics, ecology, etc–the more discouraged I get.
Tonight I tried to discuss this with my husband:
Me:" You live in the same world as me, don’t you?"
Mr. Olives: … [not touching that with a ten foot pole]
Me: " I mean, you know the same things I know about history, and politics…"
Mr. Olives: “Right.”
Me: “Okay, so, why is it I have come to the conclusion that humanity is more or less a despicable scourge upon the earth, a parasitic virus-like plague that is doomed to its own destruction? Because as far as I can tell, I’m seeing the same things you are, but coming to different conclusions.”
Mr. Olives: “You only use one criteria.”
Me: Human atrocity? [meaning war, disease, colonialism, torture, slavery, oppression, etc.]
Mr. Olives: "Right. You only use horrible atrocities as your measurement for the value of humanity, but you ignore the other stuff.
Me: “I don’t think I ignore good things… I think I just see more evidence for cynicism than optimism. I mean, overall, do you truly believe we’ve done more good to and for the planet than we’ve done harm?”
Mr. Olives: We virtually wiped out polio. That’s pretty good.
Me: [and this is where my logic is breaking down] But that was done in our own self-interest.
You know, I currently have a great life. I have a loving husband and a comfortable middle-class existence. I can have smoothies with my lunch and play video games. Not only that, but I’ve experienced some crazy amazing good humanity in my life, not the least of which I received from Mr. Olives himself… but also from total strangers.
And yet… I spend so many nights angry at the world, and afraid of it. I spend so much time laying awake in the terror of the night thinking, “It’s better for me to be dead. There are too many horrible unspeakable things that could happen to me.” I keep expecting everything around me to perish in a holocaust of cruelty and greed.
When people ask me to pay attention to goodness and understand that good things are just as likely, it falls flat with me. For example… one of my heroes is Nelson Mandela, who spent decades rotting in prison for the cause of apartheid. Through the whole thing he was totally composed, dignified, and focused. When he became the leader of South Africa it was real vindication. What a guy!
But I can’t bring myself to think of ending apartheid as evidence that humanity is good. I see compassion and love and equality in this context as retaliatory action against the hate that was already in place. I see the hate as the natural order of things, and the ending of apartheid as the minority enacting change. In my world, love is rebellion.
Is there fault in that logic? I think there must be, because I don’t believe individuals are inherently or typically bad… I only view the humans as bad on broader terms, when it comes to assessing the behavior of mass groups of people. From a meta-perspective, I see humans as highly manipulable, self-centered, and dangerous. Probably one’s feeling about humanity is not logical to begin with, but deeply emotional. However, I don’t particularly want to go on being this cynical. I’m only 23 for god’s sake. I want to be at least 60 before I start raving about the imminent doom of humankind.
Is there a new angle for me, an opportunity to see this differently? What am I missing?
If this doesn’t belong in this thread, I’m not sure where it goes. It’s somewhere in between personal rambling and trying to raise some real philosophical issues. Mods, please to move as you see fit.