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This, not incidentally, is another perfect setting for deindividuation: on one side, the functionary behind a wall of security glass following a script laid out with the intention that it should be applied no matter what the specific human story may be, told to remain emotionally disinvested as far as possible so as to avoid preferential treatment of one person over another - and needing to follow that advice to avoid being swamped by empathy for fellow human beings in distress. The functionary becomes a mixture of Zimbardo's prison guards and the experimenter himself, under siege from without while at the same time following an inflexible rubric set down by those higher up the hierarchical chain, people whose job description makes them responsible, but who in turn see themselves as serving the general public as a non-specific entity and believe or have been told that only strict adherence to a system can produce impartial fairness. Fairness is supposed to be vested in the code: no human can or should make the system fairer by exercising judgement. In other words, the whole thing creates a collective responsibility culminating in a blameless loop. Everyone assumes that it's not their place to take direct personal responsibility for what happens; that level of vested individual power is part of the previous almost feudal version of responsibility. The deindividuation is actually to a certain extent the desired outcome, though its negative consequences are not. ↗
To say "He was a young fool, and now he's an old fool" is to make a distinction without a difference. ↗
There's a reason diehard fans get to the ballpark hours before game time. It’s not for better parking. It’s not for extra time to find our seats. It’s not so we’ll have time to down an extra hot dog, heavy on the mustard, prior to the first pitch. It’s called BP. ↗
His body and his soul appeared to have the strange ability to repel the hours, just as, inversely, a magnet attracts metal. Everything spun about him and fled; he was always the sole centre of an enormous circumference. He kept moving forwards, body and soul, in the hope of coming close to what fled at his approach. The same thing happened with time – his position remained constant in relation to the thing which, however hard he tried to clasp it to him, stole away from him and bounded into the distance. He was the one who had no incriminating papers in his drawers, who could show his diary to anyone. He was a creator. Perhaps that was why his life did not exist ↗
زندگی میں ایک چیز ہوتی ہے جسے کمرامائز کہتے ہیں. پرسکون زندگی گزارنے کے لئیے اسکی ضرورت پڑتی ہے.جس چیز کو تم بدل نہ سکو اسکے ساتھ کمپرومائز کر لیا کرو مگر اپنی کسی بھی خواہش کو جنون مت بنایا کرو. زندگی میں کچھ چیزیں اسي ہیں جو ہمیں نہیں مل سکتيں. چاہے ہم روۓ چلائيں یا بچوں کی طرح ایڑیاں رگڑیں کیونکے وہ کھخ دوسرے کے لیے ہوتی ہیں جیسے تمہارے پیرنٹس کسی اور کے پیرنٹس ہیں. تمہارا گھر کس اور کا گھر ہے مگر اسکا یہ مطلب نہیں کہ ہوتا کہ زندگی میں ہمارے لیے کچھ ہوتا ہی نہیں. کچہ نا کچھ ہمارے لیے بھی ہوتا ہے. ↗
