Updated: Jan 22
Blue skies, warm sun, and total peace is yours on a delightful schooner. There are no engines activated, as you revel in the sound of the birds and the waters while they gently massage the wood, metal, and plastic of your hearty vessel. The wind whipping on the canvas and nylon sails evoke pleasant memories of the great American flag, proudly dancing in the wind on a festive Fourth of July.
The peace of my weekend leisure was starkly contrasted last night as I finished my dossier, with the complete disclosure of my professional life. I was in one of my favorite local coffee shops. I received a call from a dignified and intelligent woman.
“Where are you, it sounds like you’re surrounded by crazy people! I can barely hear you!”
Ideology aside, their interpersonal behavior is where the lunacy hits the street. They collect themselves in tiny troops of 4 to 8 people. At least 3 to 5 of them speak loudly, nearly at screaming pitch for normal conversation, and with a rapidity that aims to prevent anyone else from being able to interject. The remaining 3 to 5 people recede and exhibit passive aggressive body language, while placing their faces in the verbal blast radius of these manic, regressed human beings.
Where did they learn this neuroticism? Where did they pick up the insecurity expressed by aggressive, rude, egocentric, and self-centered communication? Why do they think they are so happy and “positive,” accompanied by aggressive smiles and laughter, when their desperate mania indicates a great coverup of self-loathing and fear?
Are they so unintelligent that they can’t stop their erratic mouths for a few moments, so that they can imagine they are angels floating above themselves, looking down, and seeing very unstable people, whose mania and forced, phony positivity, only indicates deep intrinsic loneliness and desperation for validation and adulation?
Some aspects of the Positivity Cult ideology are mentioned in the previously cited article. They are indoctrinated by the religions and philosophies of public schooling – secular humanism, theosophism, and dialectical materialism. If mankind becomes god, per the secular humanist protocol, then popularity, validation, and attention become the sacred Eucharist. It is a formula for desperation and dependency upon shallow adulation.
Substance and erudition do not matter to these people, because universal truth draws attention away from the personality and towards eternity. So they favor sophistry, rhetoric, emotive interaction, and trendy amusements in social interactions, competing with each other for the most amusing and sensational stimulation. These are people with no substance, no concern for what is true, and fixation upon power-exchange rather than value-exchange. To them, value is determined by popular opinion rather than logic, evidence, and historical inputs.
In addition to the public school indoctrination of secular humanism, theosophism, and dialectical materialism, these young adults were raised on amoral and neurotic entertainment like Sponge Bob Square Pants. By contrast, Generation X had cartoons with morals in every story – Duck Tales, Rescue Rangers, the original TMNT cartoon, and Gummi Bears.
Postmodern movies dominate the televisions, where truth does not exist, the bad guy is not so bad, and the good guy is not so good. Nietzschean conceptions are prevalent – might makes right, the Übermensch is supreme, whether it’s an unrealistic character in a “Walking Dead” future, or a superhero presenting a transhumanist vision of mankind's future.
Ubiquitous technology has exacerbated this manic culture as well. Rather than respecting the tool, the Positivity Cult crunches their fingers on smartphone screens like rat test subjects slamming a lever for a drug. With high levels of dysfunctional impatience – their devices, their shallow twitter and instagram posts, and their lazy comprehension of the English language magnifies their anemic virtue of patience.
Language is a series of symbols and relationships thereof. A person with a small lexicon of symbolic representation of memory, experience, and knowledge, cannot engage in depth and nuance, from their linguistic poverty alone. Their self-dialogue in their head is more blunt, less articulate, and inadequate. How do they communicate nuance and accuracy to other people, when they can’t do it in their own head with themselves, as they write memories into their brains?
As mentioned in the previously cited article, there is nothing new about this cultural conflict. In Ancient Rome, the luxury of late republic society impelled the battle between the epicureans (hedonistic maniacs, the ancient Positivity Cult), and the Stoics. Weimar Germany, Shanghai, and Paris experienced these dysfunctions in the 20th century. The hippies and counterculture movement brought Weimar Germany copycats to the United States in the 1960s.
The thing about the “modern” and “progressive” citizen, many of whom are Positivity Cult members: they’re not that intelligent, even when they decorate themselves with PhDs and other often-unjustified credentials.
But worse than a lapse in intelligence, their lapse of virtue prevents them from being patient and humble enough to spend sufficient time on accurate historical analysis. If they shut their loud and manic mouths for half of the time they currently choose to run them, they might read about the history of culture across the globe and realize that they are not new, not clever, not “progressive,” not creative, and not enlightened.
They would come to the uncomfortable realization that they are just maniacs with phony positivity, deep insecurity, neurotic ideation, and desperation for validation. They devote their time to reinventing inferior cultural wheels made of wood and nails, long-since discarded by enlightened people.
It might make us wonder how many decent human beings now stand on the sidelines, observing Positivity Cult members nearly screaming at each other rapidly with manic, phony smiles, in “normal” conversation. If I have the misfortune of being held captive by a Positivity Cult member, I personally defuse their behavior the same way I used to calm babies in my family. I look the desperate child in their eyes, speak calmly, steadily, and assertively, and choose only words that engage their frontal lobes and disengage their amygdala. The culture of the Positivity Cult breeds anxiety disorders.
I might also throw in a witty joke and catch them off guard to help them see that harmonious culture does not need to be dull.
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