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Acting as lying
I thought this was interesting.
When I did the Hoffman Process it turned out I have some talent at acting and improv, so I took an acting class locally, and the instructor actually asked for my picture, as she thought I was good enough to do commercial work. I felt a weird resistance to it, which I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
And I think Brando here has done it: acting is lying. Its very essence is insincerity. It is pretending to be someone you are not. And you can learn to portray emotions convincingly that I think you don’t feel. I think many Hollywood actors feel they are much more passionate than they actually are. What they are is sentimental, and sufficiently talented at mimicry that they can do suitable imitations of deep passion.
I was able to portray a lot of emotion without feeling any of it, and I think that is how it works for most of them.
I am deeply uncomfortable with the role actors play in our culture. We admire them without knowing them. Cloaking their real selves is the essence of their craft, so we can never be sure the person we think we know–smiling, friendly, seemingly open–is real at all. We admire them for the roles they play. It is but a short step from that lie to admiring the soap opera actor Barack Obama for how well he is able to act “presidential” without any real character, any real beliefs, any real compassion or caring, any honor, and any actual dignity. Hell, people seem to be taking mediocre actor Hillary Clinton as the real McCoy. We don’t even demand good acting from our politicians. Just good enough for the masses.
I recollect that in traditional Chinese culture, which had a sort of caste system, actors were right at the bottom, far below farmers and the learned.
Politics
This is why Donald Trump
Confusion
Wittgenstein paraphrased
Since the claim “there are no knowable truths” is itself a truth claim, it inherently contradicts itself. Practically, it is a mask for cowardice and disengagement from life, in almost all cases. If nothing is true, then there is never a need for sacrifice.
And actually, that leads to an interesting idea: if we do not sacrifice ourselves, we are forced to sacrifice others. If I am not working on myself, I am bound to be taking from others.
It is obvious what the Cultural Sadeists take, but what do the Sybaritic Leftists take? They take meaning. They take the higher purposes of life beyond simple comfort and pleasure. They see safety as an end in itself, and danger and risk as inherently undesirable, because they know that is where the learning is, and they do not want to be reminded that life is always a fatal experiment for all of us.
Being Tough
Over the years I have had a lot of opportunities to spend time with and get to know some really tough people, and they are happiest when they are on the edge, when they are pushing their limits. It is not something they do because they have to, but because it makes them feel alive.
And these folks–lets take Special Operations guys as an example–are not serious, grim, scowling people. They love to laugh and joke around and mess with each other. You don’t need to act tough when you are tough.
I think it is really important to reframe difficulty. We assume that a “bad” situation necessarily must lead to negative emotions. But if you treat everything as an adventure, as an experience meant to teach you something, you become alert, you become receptive, you ask questions of the experience like “why are you here?” You wait for the answer, you look for the answer. And it comes. Some part of your unconscious can’t stand the tension, and it will feed you something you didn’t have before.
As I have said before, I have no way of knowing if “everything happens for a reason” (other than you being a dumbass and making bad choices), but it is categorically a useful belief. If you believe that, you start looking for reasons, and in that very process you transform it.
I suppose on the plus side I now have life experience that will allow me to relate to lepers.