Prelude to Some Advice

A little disclaimer before I publish a new piece on team politics

First, some background, in case you’d like to know what the hell I am talking about: Read “The Libtard or Magat is Your Brother” before it gets censored for language; it’s my foundational piece on the connection between biology and ideology (TL;DR: The other team will always be with you, it’s how balance works).

Then: Fine, I do not speak about politics entirely from principle. I often speak from annoyance. Just like everyone, I imagine, but the rest of you like to pretend your political ideas are NOT created to justify your gut feelings, that akshully all of your gut feelings come from your rational brain, to whom you haven’t spoken in a few weeks but still.

As an alien creature (the best coinage I have so far is “autistic center”), I have personal annoyances when it comes to the abusive marriage between the left and the right in American politics: I am personally annoyed by being sidelined for not being a mindless, rationalizing team player, and by being expected to politely pretend I belong to one idiot tribe or the other in order to be published ANYWHERE. The more extreme and mentally defective the screeching gets, the harder it is for anyone who’s not being stupid to be heard.

But I’m mostly annoyed by the fact that none of you seem to grasp what is increasingly obvious.

The other half of humanity will always be there. You’re going to have to deal with it. For now, the most lizardlike clever sods among you can get away with smugly monetizing the conflict, because people like me, who recognize monetized extremism for what it is, remain a minority.

But you can’t seriously tell me you ever expect to get your utopia, where all the left- or right-wingers are dead or in prison or otherwise prevented from getting anything they want. (Yeah, I know there are power-mongers who just want power, but I’m talking about those who pretend to be principled, for the moment.)

I guess if you’re used to being a normal, majority person, it might seem more reasonable. The world is already pretty much made for you, regardless of your race or political opinion, because most people are basically like you, even if they’re the yin to your yang.

But I have lived my entire life in a world that seems to be designed for everyone else but me. I have a bit more of a realistic vision of what we as falliable humans “deserve” as far as society going the way we want it to do goes.

The world needs people like you and people like me; there are just more of you, so my life will be harder. But I’m still here with my weirdo Aspergers, annoying you. Just like the left/right. We’re built different.

Imagine if your team were not roughly half the population, but more like three percent.

Imagine then how much sympathy I have for your herd-like squalling.

Just pretend the other political team is, compared to you, a bit neurodiverse in how they see the world. Not evil, not inhuman, not any more irrational than you are, with your own prejudices you try to sweep under the rug with some hateful goose honking about how evil the other team will always be and how they must be silenced and eradicated.

Because you sound stupid.

You sound really, really stupid.

But that’s what happens with kids who tend to get their way.

OK, fine, I’m also annoyed with the aesthetics of people’s ugly, loud, high-pitched, and ignorant screeching.

But mostly I’m dumbfounded by the fact that, even though we know by now that political orientation is at least as heritable as sexual orientation, and that roughly half of you fall to each side of the divide, you still think you ought to get your utopia. You ought to completely get your own way.

You can live without having ANYTHING the way you want. If I had my druthers you’d all be beheaded for chewing with your mouths open in public. And yet, despite never getting my way, here I am, still feeling more cheerful than most of you, it seems.

I mean, it is what it is. But when you’re planning to run to another country or build a bunker because your team lost this year and the pendulum is swinging the other way, try to look at it from another perspective. You might be less miserable and destructive.