Moral-Political Psychology???

Jonathan Haidt's Moral-Political Psychology that is.

To begin with the expression itself is the ultimate example of an oxymoron
Things that definitely DO NOT belong together.

Moral-Political Psychology???
What kind of mumbo-jumbo is this?

I have had this one on my mind for quite some time now but apparently it hadn’t made it down on ‘paper’ so here it goes in compliance with my usual opinions and ranting.  I am quite sure I have said something similar somewhere
but here is a little more light on the subject:
Morality, one of my favs of all time! J

Five Moral Value Systems  (gospel according to Jonathan)

1) Care for Others/Do no harm;

2) Fairness/Justice/Equality;

3) In-Group Loyalty;

4) Respect for Authority;

5) Purity.

Jonathan Haidt might be a very educated man and I would certainly lose an open debate with him 

but here on MY blog I am KING SHIT 

and my bovine scatological nose is wide open 

when I read this crap. 

As big as he thinks he is (and don’t we all?), 

he is spinning some incredible rubbish into modern society
trying to twist his political views into epistemological science.

Sending some “Morality” tests all over the planet 

pretending to know what he is talking about, 

creating moral value systems straight out of his ass:
educated as some would say way beyond his intellectual capacity.

To surreptitiously include In-Group Loyalty and Respect for Authority into “Morality” is just, well, so full of shit for lack of a better or more erudite word.

It is extremely right-wing minded to begin with,
a bit like the tour de force (feat of strength) it took for Hitchens 

to go from extreme left to extreme right in such a short time.
Right wing can be so self-serving at times.

In-Group Loyalty and respect for authority means fuck all because it falsely implies the group or authority IS moral or righteous and to be totally against them would be immoral.  

What a load of crap! 

In fact many would defend that the bigger the group the lower the morality is.

So to include these two made-up ‘systems’ as 40% of your moral status is just DEVIOUS and some would say WICKED.

1) Care for Others/Do no harm; CHECK
2) Fairness/Justice/Equality;      CHECK
5) Purity.                                    CHECK

BUT 

3) In-Group Loyalty; 4) Respect for Authority; ???   

COME ON!

What kind of distorted values are we trying to create here?
Dissent is immoral?
Sounds like neo-conservative so-called ‘morality’ to me.

It actually defeats any idea in fact of Purity inserted last here.

If you are not the CHOSEN ones you are UNCLEAN and must therefore comply

Well fuck you very much Jon!

Could go on and on but I made my point.

This is just too Orwellian for me to try to distort the masses like that with newspeak
and what is next Thoughtcrimes for being disloyal and not swallowing this ‘authority’?

As far as Authority is concerned

I AM THE LORD THY GOD AND I MAKE ACCEPTION OF NO ONE. J

And as a good myth buster, I reject your morality and substitute my own! J

P.S. Should I point out that the image provided with the article itself (written by ANOTHER Ph.D.) was also not so subliminal suggesting of course that all Democrats are ASSES.

P.P.S. My highlighting would seem to suggest also that there are more than one shade of grey in morality AND in Mr. Haidt's ASSumptions here! J

Room 101

What is the difference between ignorance and apathy?

I don’t know and I don’t care.

Flight what number again from Malaysian Airlines?

Crimea River?

Animal Rights?

Local amusement at the expenses of bad cooks or dancers?

General daily Media Circus?

And that is only today’s announcements.
Tomorrow is a completely nother ball game.

SSDD.

Add this to my little personal announcements which are just irrelevant as well.

Yesterday should have been a feeling of elation and victory but it wasn’t.

For one thing the whole battle again ,

( one would think I should learn from that right?)

The whole battle again was only in my mind.

I worried myself sick over what I considered my Room 101.

the sad part in this young society is that I have to EXPLAIN this expression to most and it loses all its power and beauty when you have to explain it, what is the point of having metaphors when the intended recipient is clueless ?

Like saying Life or a task or a job is Sisyphean... beautiful concise words that say a whole story in very few letters of course they are folklore and mythology and so is Hell but we used the word often to express a sentiment

Now my Room 101 which I foolishly even compared to the big C news was nothing at all despite the slight chest pain I felt during the ordeal.

(on a sidenote in fact it was very similar if not shorter to my heart surgery in 2005, where the stress and the fear and the worries are so much worse than the ordeal itself, but we do it all the time don’t we? 

Destroy today for the fear of tomorrow?)

To explain myself more properly I suppose I should go into details.

I always thought my worst fear was two little words:
Centrelink Review

Translated in other countries I suppose (especially countries with social networks) as Welfare Review or ODSP review in Ontario or Dole whatever somewhere else basically a revision of a pension one is getting and depending on for LIVING.

And it came right as we also settle in what we have been waiting for for 7 years now, a nice affordable Housing Accommodation again called different things in different countries with a social net.

So now I should feel relaxed, peaceful, satisfied, totally Zen one would think but no.

And that is the trap of depression I suppose:
Nothing at all rejoices me. No new toys, no new apartment, no new things, not even the possibility of a nice cruise next year.  Everything leaves flat and deflated and always reminds me of Ani DiFranco’s words:

the sky is grey, the sand is grey, and the ocean is grey.
I feel right at home in this stunning monochrome, alone in my way.
What kind of paradise am i looking for?
I’ve got everything I want and still I want more.
Maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore.

But the thing is I never ever even go to the fucking shore which is really close to here.

May it be the physical or the metaphorical shore I can’t be fucked to go there even.

One would think I should take anti-depressants for that no? But nah, just dragging my fattening ass along for the humdrum of the day trying to survive one more is all I do really.  The drugs I’d like anyway would be a bigger form of escape with Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds type I suppose.

So a little bit of music and some humdrum of the least annoying TV series I can watch to keep my mind busy and the usual routine of dragging my ass all day trying to REMEMBER my routine and not miss a step or even worse double one.

So at this point there is no utopia to come in my mind, no nothing, just waiting for the wind to change again but the wind just doesn’t change much lately. I can’t remember my least manic episode lately as if they were a distant past of someone I used to know. And I do miss ‘em. In fact I wouldn’t mind another crisis like I had so many years ago where I went ballistic and made Michelle Bridges look like a paraplegic.  It would certainly improve my declining diabetic freefall these days but nah I am tied to this chair with invisible chains with only the best intentions as always on this road to hell. 

Fuck I wish there was a pill for that and a pill for reading too since I haven’t read in days (as in reading books) but there is no pills for me, no healing, no therapy, no solution,

ONLY waiting for the WIND to change,

ALWAYS waiting for the WIND to change

and I can hear all them phonies and Anthony Robbins wannabes screaming at me and once again I CBF.

Still waiting for my verse to contribute....one day... one day....