Diceman’s rants

On identity

Evening all.

For this evening rant, I have decided to discuss ones “identity”. This is closely related to self-labeling or self-descriptive.

I have quite conflicted opinions about labels. Intellectually, I understand that human beings cannot understand something (concept, color, animal, self etc) without understanding what that something is not. For example, I am human because I am not a horse, or the grass is green and by implication it is not red/blue/black etc

So the tenancy to self-label or label others is an intellectual process to determine that because x is x, and i am not x then i must be y is one that makes sense.

BUT

Morally, ethically, emotionally (etc) I find labels to be very ineffective in what they are for. If one self-labels then in doing so you are immediately trying to separate yourself from others by giving yourself a label, which places you in a separate quadrant to those who do not label themselves in the same way. However, labels that describe physical traits are considered racist, labels that describe sexual traits are sexist, self-labels that describe characteristics are empowering etc. These all act to separate, create hate, create negativity or differences between two humans.

That is just it though. We are all human. Made up of billions of cells that die, are reborn, create and shape our bodies based off of DNA and RNA. We are all alive (until we are not) even though our cells are made up of dead things.

No matter how we self-label we are all human. The majority of people seek to remove hate against groups, hate against religions and so forth. If we didn’t label these things, and simply call ourselves human, I’m quite sure things would be better off.

Finally, no matter what the label is, its usage can always offend someone. Words have different meanings based on context and who is communicated it (and to). I had to describe an incident today (a theft in the shop) and was asked to describe the person who committed the crime. Among some other descriptive words I mentioned the guy was caucasian. The police person on the phone corrected me (somewhat abruptly, maybe harshly but that’s neither here or there) to fair-skinned. I wasn’t aware (please correct me as necessary) that calling someone caucasian was a discriminatory act. (if anything, upon further research it may be a confusing term, as colloquially it describes those of fair European descent, but in actuality it can refer to those ranging from white to dark brown skin tones but of a certain skeletal type…the more you know!)

Either way, rant is done, peace and all that

~Ed

 

On Passion

So a friend of mine told me the secret to successful writing (and success in other areas) was to be passionate about what you are doing.

Now, I know what they were trying to say, without drive most projects fail before starting.

But I hate the word passionate, and the implications it has for giving advice.

Anyone who is already passionate about a project does not need to hear that as advice, and anyone who is not passionate about a project is not helped by being told they have to “love” the project to get it done.

Passion for something cannot be switched on/off, nor can it be achieved thru effort. In love-making, telling your partner to be passionate won’t make them a better lover, if anything it would create anxiety. If they did not already have that passion towards you, then you telling them to won’t make it magically appear.

There are many things in life that we must do without passion. Its unfortunate but how many of you are working in a job you dislike so you can progress thru your studies? How many of you are working at a job you hate but working towards a promotion that you will like? Or sustaining a family? These are things that do not require passion for the project/job, but need a drive towards a greater purpose/goal.

Either way, please don’t tell me to be passionate. That is not a learned behaviour, but an observable one. It is not something that can achieved by focusing on it. Better yet, tell me to find my passion. Then we can talk

Well, we can always talk, but who will listen?

~Diceman

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