Humiliation, Hypocrisy and Other Things to Drive You Nuts
By: Asrai
on Sunday, February 10th 2008 at 2:16am
If anyone wondered what prompted the following, rather personal article, I saw a name on a stupid ad on Facebook, and for a nauseating second, misread it as the name of an old friend—and thought he'd tracked me down. Then I unloaded.
I have always been against the idea that one person's ill-advised behaviour makes acceptable the inexcusable behaviour of another. For example, a woman dressing like a slut does not excuse a guy not pissing off once his advances have been good and spurned—even if she's an idiot for dressing like a slut.
What I find far more offencive than someone using another's actions to justify their own, however, is someone using their own actions to justify another person's actions against them. You see this a lot with women who are the victims of sexual assault/harassment; they blame themselves because they think that they were somehow asking for it... and they end up feeling guilty. I've always said such women are weak—that they should fight back, not whine and moan about how it was their fault. If it were me, I'd get violent, that's what I'd do.
Except I wouldn't. I didn't. Now, before anyone takes up arms, nothing happened. Not happened happened, anyway. Please, no one (this means you, siblings of mine) go figuring out who this guy is and trying to track him down for payback. This was a long time ago, and as I've said, nothing really happened.
When I was a teenager, I had this friend. We met the summer before I turned fifteen, and if you'd asked me then, I would have told you we were destined to be friends forever. We saw each other pretty much every day over the summer. Then in the fall, when I was busy with school and he was busy with work, we'd call each other all the time, and on occasion, he'd come into town and take me to lunch. He was among the male friends I often boasted of, the ones I could feel safe with, certain that their intentions were nothing but honourable. Nothing ever went on between the two of us except for innocent flirting (and when we were drunk, somewhat less than innocent flirting), and I came to consider him one of my best friends. Hell, we even went to my prom together.
Early in my first year of university, I had him over to my res. The plan was to have some drinks, watch some movies and catch up. We mixed our drinks, sat down to watch a movie and very shortly thereafter, I passed out. Those of you who know me well know my alcohol tolerance was considerably higher at 16 than it is now. There's no way I should have passed out after one drink... but I was tired, I guess, and I don't think I had eaten much that day. Whatever. The point is, I passed out. And when I woke up, my bra was in the process of being unhooked. I got up, said I was tired, went to my room and locked the door. I should have punched him. I should have broken my hand on his face just to make my point. Or yelled at him. Or anything. But I didn't. I just walked away.
The thing is, I'd always had a bit of a crush on him. Or a lot of a crush. As proud as I was that I had a straight male friend who wasn't interested in me, that didn't stop me from being interested in him, and I did a poor job of hiding it. I think I led him on. I'm almost sure of it. I probably gave him every reason to think that I was interested in a way far more serious than I was. I should have put my foot down after the third or fourth inappropriate, drunken email. I deleted it, but some part of me liked the attention. I should have seen it coming... and that, somehow, stopped me from freaking out when I should have, it kept me calm when I should have been violent... and it kept me quiet. For ages, until it stopped mattering.
I'm not writing this to expose this guy as a creep. Right or wrong, I let him off the hook years ago, and I don't fancy chasing down old uglies so I can put him back on it. It's over. And I'm really not looking for any pangs of sympathy either; worse things have happened to better people. I'm just trying to explain that I now understand the ridiculous feelings of guilt and self doubt that accompany any violation like this, even a small one. I didn't even tell my best friend for a year after it happened. I hinted to others after that, but as stupid as it sounds, I felt ashamed. Part of me still does, because things like that shouldn't happen to me... I shouldn't let things like that happen to me.
So, nearly five years after the fact, I've decided to explain myself, ditch the tougher-than-thou hypocrisy I've been dragging around my whole life, and unload a few demons in the mix. I hope that somewhere in this mess of words, I've illuminated something for someone.
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Quigley Wrote...
Thursday, February 21st 2008 at 3:10pm
Here's what I think...
I find morality, in its most common definition, to be a particularly base form of willful, self-righteous ignorance and paranoia. Its proper use is a personal one: the moderation of our own actions, regardless of accepted norms and of any other person's opinions, according to what we feel is right. Primarily, it is there sheerly to force us to be honest with ourselves. Most frequently, however, "morality" is employed as a means of passing judgement against others, on the correctness of whose actions we have no business commenting.
It is human to compare ourselves to others, to place blame for events we would rather not have experienced, to define right and wrong according to what makes us happy and what we find intolerable, to fallaciously attempt to justify our beliefs in those norms according to some kind of "logic," and to use "rational thought" to establish an ethical framework that we can impose on others to facilitate the aforementioned comparisons.
But human as they are, these processes are outright offenses to logic, and furthermore accomplish absolutely nothing positive for any parties involved. Comparative notions of human value are irrelevant; blame is meaningless; right and wrong are nothing more than abstract, empty concepts that we use to falsely legitimize our knee-jerk reactions to people and the world, and true logic should tell us only that our ethical framework need not - and cannot - extend beyond our own selves.
Each person's actions are the result of an incomprehensible number of influences - neurochemical, genetic, environmental, circumstantial. There is nothing to be gained for anyone by attempting to find blame in a bad situation; all you need to know is that people are what they are. You are what you are, you were what you were, he was what he was, and when you and he were put together in those circumstances, what happened is what happened.
I don't believe for a minute that we should ignore our feelings of revulsion or anger. If there is something in the world that contradicts your being so deeply that you cannot tolerate it, I simply don't believe morality or self-righteousness are either justified or necessary in the process of eliminating that thing.
I'm not preaching forgiveness or forgetfulness, only acceptance. If you decide not to take action against something you feel is wrong, you really have no further recourse *but* acceptance. If you can learn from yourself and whatever mistakes you made, if any, then that's excellent. But while you're letting him off the hook, don't be too hard on yourself either.
Asrai Wrote...
Thursday, February 21st 2008 at 10:46pm
Well, that's sort of the thing. He's off the hook, 'cause it's kind of too late to do anything about it... but it was shame that made me keep quiet... There is, I think, some ridiculous human (or perhaps female) imparitive that makes people feel ashamed when they shouldn't. Then, they feel ashamed for feeling ashamed, because they know they're being weak... then it just kind of folds in on itself, until there is just this big, horrible shame monster where your spine and self-resect should be.
But yeah, it's over now, and unloading it onto unsuspecting readers has definitely made me feel much better.
I have to disagree with Quigley on just one point, though, and that is the logic of placing blame. While I don't believe blame is finite, and I don't think dividing it up as though it is makes any sense at all, in this case, it falls on him. Squarely and 100%. I have my share of blame in related matters, granted, flirting and soforth, but the actual 'event'--what happened happened because HE made it... My problem was that I *wasn't* placing blame where I needed to.
Quigley Wrote...
Saturday, March 1st 2008 at 12:01pm
I think I did a poorer job of expressing myself there than I wanted to. I'm not suggesting that cause and effect can't be reasonably determined in most circumstances, and I'm quite sure that you didn't do anything I would object to in causing the event to happen, whereas he certainly did. My problem with blame isn't to say that I don't think the cause can be isolated but that blame takes causation to another level wherein evaluative judgements are made regarding who is "right" and "wrong" in causing the event, and who is therefore a "better" person, and I don't believe in such evaluations. I believe that each person is an individual and does what is true to their own self, just as a dog does, just as an ant does, or a whale. So, I feel that, while saying it's his "fault" in that he was the primary cause is just fine, I don't think I could say that what he did was "wrong" or that he "shouldn't" have done it - simply that I would never do such a thing, and that a person who is willing to makes me particularly uncomfortable and angry, and that I would try to stop such an event from occurring if I was present.
It's a tough thing to explain, and I have yet to find a way that makes sense to everyone. But don't worry - I didn't mean to suggest that his actions were not contemptible or that yours were; I feel otherwise.
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Claytanic Wrote...
Sunday, February 10th 2008 at 11:08pm
This progression is very important