I've come to the conclusion that pacifism just doesn't make any sense. There are people in this world who are just too ignorant, or self-absorbed, or plain stupid to understand any sort of reason. They don't understand talking, or they just don't care enough about other people to listen. Those type of people are why fighting HAS to be done sometimes. Sometimes, they only way to get through to someone - to make them realize that you're not going to back down like all the other people have - is to cause them more pain than they've ever been caused before. To make them hurt so badly that it breaks their psyche. MAKES them hear. Makes them realize that they hurt, just the same as everybody else does. And quite honestly, if you're a pacifist, all you're doing is making the situation worse. If you won't fight back, they think they can step all over you. And they do. And then you say "Well, at least my conscience is clear.." while you're living a life of misery. But see, I think THAT in itself is wrong. I think that if you don't care enough about yourself to say "Ouch" when someone is stepping on your toes, then you're disrespecting yourself FAR more than if you "stoop to their level" and fight back. You think you're being "good" or holy or altruistic, but if you're going the holy route... isn't your body supposed to be a temple of God? So in essence, you're refusing to defend the temple of God. Refusing to put up a fight to stop people from misusing it. You following me here? Now, if you're a "holy" type, you've probably read the Bible. So you probably remember the part of the gospel where Jesus comes in, finds people using the temple like a marketplace, and starts yelling and flipping over tables. Sooo, you're all smart folk. I'll let you put those two together. Let me know what you come up with. Don't pat me on the back, the altruism isn't what makes me fight. It's just that I care more about myself and the ones I love than I do about some jackass who's bent on hurting. Maybe I even take a bit of pleasure in standing over some guy who thought he was the top dog. Someone who hurts because he can and because he enjoys it, being taken down by someone who fights because he has to, or to protect. I call that justice. And I don't think I'm LESS of a person for feeling that way. The only time I ever "stoop to someone's level" is to make their face easier to punch. I'm sick of being nagged at for it. Maybe I really was supposed to be Spider-Man, and Danielle has been right all this time. I don't think GRCC has classes in superhero. |