2 + 2 = 3
It doesn’t add up, does it? We get so used to the notion that the books should balance. Things should make sense in such a way that comports with science and nature, but it doesn’t. It is askew, and by it, I mean life.
I was thinking about Tim Scott, and everything I think that is so wrong with him, and thinking about our various views of him, and by extension, one another, and still further…everyone. Tim Scott seems to be wrong with laboratory precision. But, he isn’t wrong. He isn’t right, but he’s not wrong.
Scott has made a choice, (maybe many choices), to do what seems to me to be surrendering his dignity for what he deems necessary. From my perspective, that seems like a desire to be powerful, or at least adjacent to the power. Objectivity can not be found here. I am as opposed to his choices today as I was when I watched him attempt to seduce Donald Trump, but I can’t go so far as to say that he’s wrong.
Power and ethics are an oscillating wave that exists within everyone’s perspective and actions. We grab power, and we gravitate toward it at some point or other. And doing the right thing is something that we all pursue, with varying degrees of devotion, and wisdom. When we can agree to draw the line somewhere, all is peaceful. Most often we wont agree where to draw lines. It is an unsolvable equation. It was always thus, and thus it shall always be. The greatest, most terroristic act, and the purest benign sacrifice all exist on this same continuum. We all set the balance differently.
Kosher’s comment on my previous post set me on this course. I don’t mean to imply that this is the meaning of his comment, but rather that it turned on the light that revealed this to me. The rest of your comments apply in this regard as well. And, to add one more into the mix, I just finished “Spare” by Prince Harry. I recommend it if you have not read it. It was one of my Christmas gift books this year. This biography is extraordinary in its telling. There is a stunning amount of conflict in this family’s main players. None of them are wrong. In so many ways, the life experiences are so foreign, for reasons that you can assume. And then, those things that made his life so extraordinary also made it so…misunderstood. For example, as you might imagine, he grew up in palaces, yet, he lived out of a suitcase, never really having a home. None of the privileges that we have seen about how that family lives would be worth it to me, to have to live how they must live. Not for a day, not for an hour. There is one description that he gives near the end, while discussing a walk he took with his brother William, on some royal estate with giant yew trees, and manicured lawns. His description of it was “paradise”. Yet, this walk was to make an attempt to mend the deep, boiling discord, in his family, at the hands of the press…and members of his family. His definition of “paradise” and mine are very different. For me, that scene would be far from it, and not for lack of appreciation for yew trees. But, he’s not wrong.
Similarly, something has made Tim Scott. I know few details about his life, and I am not likely to discover many. That said, Scott has arrived at who he is by necessity. I would not trade places with him for an hour either, but he is not wrong to make his choices.