As someone, probably George Washington, once said, there are two kinds of people in this world: The kind who divide people into two kinds, and the others. But seriously, the recent outbreak of infighting among the bigger names in Our Thing has got me thinking about the fundamental differences between Us and Them.
Though I’ve been studying Them — the Left, Liberals, SJWs, whatever — for decades now, and even though I live and work deep cover among them, even the most basic aspects of their psychology continue to baffle me. Consider one of their greatest tools for success: Their preternatural tolerance for routine, bureaucracy, meetings, oh God, the meetings. It’s incredible.
Even the worst my-way-or-the-highway Leftist dictators, even at the apex of their power, when their word was law, had a capacity for sheer leather-assed paperwork that ground down all lesser men. One can hardly imagine Lenin, say, or Stalin, sitting around a conference table, patiently hashing out the third subclause of the fourth paragraph of the second section of the amendments to the revisions of the bylaws of the code of conduct… but they did. Stalin’s work ethic was legendary; his archive of just memos annotated in his hand is superhumanly huge. The man spent fifteen hours or more at his desk, every single day. The vozhd could’ve had every single flunky in the Kremlin sent to Siberia with a wave of his hand, and yet most of the time he got his way not by threatening to shoot his underlings and their families, but by dialecticing them to death around a conference table.
Folks in Our Thing, obviously, are different. Plenty of Alt-Righters have serious work ethics, but only lone wolf-style. We don’t do meetings. Even those of us who don’t take disagreements personally tend to turn every discussion into a dick-measuring contest; those who do take disagreements absurdly, epically personally go overboard enough to make a Sicilian blood feud look like a fender-bender. Leftists will continue sitting around a conference table until they reach consensus, no matter how incompatible their positions (being utterly unconstrained by Reality really helps here, I imagine). Alt-Righters will trade a few verbal jabs, then take it out into the parking lot (if only metaphorically).
And this is why the Left wins. As anyone who has ever suffered through a meeting knows, the one willing to talk the longest gets whatever she wants (and it’s almost always she these days, have you noticed?); eventually the rest of us give in through sheer exhaustion. Want to know how the Left came to control all media, academia, culture? Simple: They showed up, and they wouldn’t leave the conference room until they got their way.
If Our Thing is ever going to go anywhere, we — and by “we” I mean “people whose blogs have readers in the double digits, unlike me” — have to impose a bit of discipline on the ranks. We don’t need to go the whole Party-song-and-armband route — a bit too on the nose — but we absolutely have to hold fire to our right.Loading Likes...