I don't know... I guess this is one of my usual blind-foaming-rage-at-authority days.
The problem to me is that, when you get down to it, there are people to whom my family and friends are pawns. And for me that's a line you just don't cross. No matter how much one tries to tone down the nastiness of it, the
fact is that those are real complex people who have lives, and will feel pain when you crush them out of existence.
I recognize that sacrifices are necessary in life. I recognize that the world is an ugly place. I recognize that ideals don't always hold; contrary to what some people think (and have often told me), I am an adult, not a naive child.
What bothers the hell out of me though is that
- People are usually forced to make horrible decisions by other people, not by natural circumstance. Not always, but most of the time, yes.
- The kind of thinking that enables people to make horrible decisions, and feel okay about it afterward, is what forces other people to also make horrible decisions; ad infinitum, in an endless vicious cycle. In the end it's all rationalization.
- Nobody admits that necessary evils are in fact evil. No matter how you slice it, you can't convince me that bombing a city is a truly ethical act, even if it stops a war. Not as unethical as failure to do anything, but very, very far from being ethical,
even if you have no choice. Binary logic is not the logic of reality.
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Of course, the thing that really gets me foaming at the mouth has nothing to do with ethics and everything to do with emotion. I recognize that people have to do their best in an inherently unfair world, and that forcing a semblance of fairness on that world is hard, nasty work. What never fails to piss me off is how some people take pride in that. Not in having tried their hardest, but in Having Done What Needed To Be Done, At Any Cost. Not pride in effort, but pride in victory. And that sickens me.
At least have the decency to feel a few shreds of guilt, for God's sake.