Hey angels,
I’m back! (Not that I really left)
You know when people say “at least it’s done now”?
Yeah… that doesn’t apply here. Because it’s still not done.
I swear school hours are a hundred times longer than actual hours. Like what do you mean I’ve been here since 8am and I still have to stay until 3pm? And that’s if I'm lucky, some days I don’t leave until 6 and it genuinely feels illegal.
Anyways. This morning I had a philosophy test at 8am and I’m so over this subject. My teacher is kind of insane — in a nice, funny way — but he never gives us enough time to actually take notes. So there I was, staring at my half-written thoughts, trying to answer:
“Can I judge cultures that aren’t mine?”
First of all… why “I”? It’s always “we.”
Like suddenly it’s personal?
Apparently this guy Montaigne thinks we can’t judge other cultures because we’re just as “barbaric” as the people we judge. He used this example of Portuguese explorers criticizing Native Americans for ritual cannibalism… but then pointed out that Europeans also ate humans — just for completely different reasons.
Which is pretty weird but actually really true in an unsettling kind of way.
And now I'm spiraling thinking about it. What if I everytime I judge someone it's really just me recognizing something I hate in myself? Does that make me a bad person?
I just don’t know.
Maybe it just makes me human.
XOXO Rosey
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