The things that really frighten me

A Whirlpool forums user, who wishes to remain anonymous, wrote the following (reproduced here with permission) on some of the political “debate” going on in a certain forum there:

I think the older I get, the more I’m losing patience. It’s not that I consider the people to be ignorant, it’s that they want to be ignorant. Or, more to the point, that they want to believe that Australia used to be this pristine, happy place filled with butterflies and rainbows, until the nasty, dirty ethnics came in and started turning it into a scummy hive of crime, corruption, and violence. They write their own little narrative around it, they twist every story, they select, they deselect, they emphasise, they de-emphasise. They omit the truth, they insert sly lies. What is not said is often the most important bit, as with any dog whistle.

I wouldn’t care so much except that I feel so much innate loathing for what that ideology leads to – we saw it in the past, in Europe, in the middle of the 20th century. I can’t detach myself from that, and I can’t unlink myself from the outrage that I feel when I see people cheerleading that ideology, that poisonous ideology that should have been eliminated when it’s figurehead died a coward’s death in a bunker in 1945.

I really couldn’t have said it better myself. I’m also reminded of this quote by 村上春樹:

Narrow minds devoid of imagination. Intolerance, theories cut off from reality, empty terminology, usurped ideals, inflexible systems. Those are the things that really frighten me. What I absolutely fear and loathe.

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