The following could have
preceded literally half the blog posts I have ever written, which would now
mean more than 850 posts. Having done
that, however, I would not have left space for anything else.
Consequently, I have
decided to turn things around, writing the preamble alone, with no following blog
post whatsoever. You’ve heard of “the
show about nothing.” This is a preamble
to no subsequent “amble.”
Go with this. It’s unconventional, but it’s fun. And if it isn’t… hey, it’s not really a blog
post; it’s only a preamble.
Okay, here we go.
I am aware that there are a contingent of people out there who
do not like me. I do not possess a “hard
number” in this regard, having no way of
– nor interest in – polling them, and
even if I did, being polite, most people questioned would probably deny that they don’t like me. With various degrees of persuasiveness.
“I like you a lot.”
“I like you just fine.”
“I never really thought about it.”
“Who said I didn’t like you?”
“Can I get back to you on that?”
People may have numerous reasons for not liking me – by
which I mean different people may not like me for different reasons, although I
am not ruling out individuals not
liking me for multiple reasons. Though that does seem like a lot of work when
they could have stopped at just one.
I suspect that the most commonly expressed reason for people
not liking me is because of my perceived judgmentalism.
People believe I’m judgmental? Okay. Let’s see what that means.
judg-men-tal (juj mentl) adj. 1.
Involving the exercise of judgment.
2. tending to make judgments, esp. moral
judgments.
To that definition, I reply,
“Guilty.” Given the alternative,
I actually prefer judgmentalism. Because the opposite is, the world goes by
and you go, “Whoo”,
and that’s it. No
subjective reaction whatsoever. Something
happens and your invariable response to it is, “That’s a thing.”
I am unable to do that.
I have a brain, and that brain notices things, and has a subjective reaction
to them. I read an ad for a restaurant
recently that said, “Open seven days a week, 5:30 P.M. to 11. Closed Sundays.” I had a reaction to that. My reaction was, “That ad is stupid.”
Sometimes my reaction is written, as in a blog post. Sometimes, it is a mental notation, as in “Hmph.”
(Not a negative “Hmph.” An acknowledging
“Hmph.” Though some “Hmphs” are
undeniably negative. Like with that restaurant ad – “Open seven days a
week. Closed Sundays”?
Stupid.
Are you required to make judgments about everything?
No.
“I just hate it when
people drape their sweaters around their shoulders and tie a knot in the
front. I feel like sending them directions
for “How to wear a sweater.” Of which
there are three – you put your arms through the sleeves, stick your head
through the hole, and pull it down over your body. The thing you drape over your shoulders? That’s a cape!”
Only an idiot would waste their judgment on sartorial sweater
preferences. Oh, wait. I
did that.
Hmph.
By which I mean I just judged myself and determined “Not good, that one.”
The way I see it… wait, before
“The way I see it.”
How did judgmentalism get such a bad name? (And if you don’t think it has one, call
somebody “judgmental” and see if they say “Thank you.”) I believe I can pinpoint the origin of the
term’s pejorivity. (I got a delayed “red
line” under “pejorivity”, as if my computer was thinking, “That could be a word.”)
When I was in college in the mid-sixties, I majored in
Sociology. And almost the first thing
the Sociology professors drummed into our heads was was that we should avoid
making “value judgments.” (And also
avoid using the word “should.”)
When you studied the behaviors of other cultures, you were
to objectively “observe and record.” And
never ever go, “P.U.” People marry their uncle, or wolf down
rodents like pinata candy? No
judgments. That is simply what they
do.
The opposite of this type of values-neutral assessment was
judgmentalism. And judgmentalism got you
a “D.” I think that’s the time when they
stopped calling cultures “primitive.”
“They don’t think
they’re primitive. They very simply ‘are’. ”
From that point on, you heard “You are so judgmental”, and
you could virtually count on no
second date.
The way I see it – I have returned to “The way I see it” –
practiced appropriately, being judgmental means being evaluative, and then
arriving at a carefully considered conclusion.
To which I say,
“What’s wrong with that?”
Is it possible to be inappropriately
judgmental? Yes. (See: Sweater example above.) Also when
people accuse the Supreme Court of “Judicial Activism” – as conservatives did
concerning the Warren Court of the 50’s and 60’s and liberals do about the
Roberts Court today – they are being unconsciously judgmental, accusing the
courts of “going too far” when what they mean
is they are ideologically opposed to their decisions.
Overall, however, being judgmental means simply having an opinion.
That’s all I’ve got.
“End of Preamble.”
Any judgments in response?
3 comments:
A preamble w/out an amble is in this case, an essay. There is something familiar about this theme, tho. Did you do a similar one before?
Actually, it's probably better to be judgmental about the sweater than the subjects under sociological investigation. The former is personal preference - a matter of opinion rather than facts; the latter is meant to be science - a matter of facts, rather than opinion.
My personal pet peeve is fake blonde hair. There oughtta be a law. Yes, that makes it hard to watch modern TV.
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To Wendy: So would fake blondes have more fake fun?
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