In the book i am reading detective Syme, a detective investigating anarchy, is horribly disgusted by Sunday, the president of Anarchists. He isn't quite sure why it disgusts him, but it appears to him "grotesquely huge". Earlier in the book, it is revealed his parents died in an anarchy related accident. As he looks at each member of the Anarchists council, he is horrified and revolted by each.
This made me think: why do we really dislike people? even when we first meet them? Like how Syme is horrified by the anarchists at first sight. is it because something of them reminds us of something from our past? maybe Syme is horrified simply because they are anarchists. or remind him of his parent's death. I know I've let things that have happened to me in the past cloud my judgement of the future.
I find myself not liking something or someone is because they remind me of something in the past I want to forget, or something in myself. When someone I meet has one of what I think are my negative qualities I find myself not liking them. they become a personification of something I want to make go away, and sub-consciously I think that if I somehow disapprove of them, I will make myself a better person, which is obviously false. Sometimes people, me included, need to step back and look at themselves the way they look at others.
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