• amemorablename@lemmygrad.ml
    17·
    3 days ago

    I may have posted on this subject before and forgot, so forgive me if I’m repeating myself, but it really bugs me how common it seems to be for people to be into this idea of “roasting each other / talking shit” as some kind of “love language”. I can only guess it is more common in the imperial core because it’s such a warped culture to begin with, because I don’t tend to see it among the kind of people who’d hang out here (people who are supportive of socialist projects, etc.), and because it just doesn’t make sense for social cohesion. But either way, it is bizarre behavior to me and it is tiresome to me being around such people. I understand some people do kink with degradation and under the right circumstances, that’s probably fine, but people who are doing that healthily have safe words, they have aftercare, and they communicate about what they’re into or not into. A “joke” at someone else’s expense that is not funny to the target of the joke is not a joke, it is an insult disguised as humor to be able to play it off as non-confrontational. It is the work of emotionally warped people who have learned to fear sincerity as somehow “awkward.” And goddamn, if there is anything the west could use more of, it’s actual plain and simple sincerity and less irony poisoned garbage.

    • o_d [he/him]@lemmygrad.mlEnglish
      8·
      2 days ago

      It is the work of emotionally warped people who have learned to fear sincerity as somehow “awkward.”

      In my personal experience with this, it’s a result of parental neglect and lack of community in the imperial core. The extreme alienation means that if there’s no sincerity at home, children are unlikely to encounter enough of it elsewhere in order to develop it themselves in a healthy way.

      • EstreyaZR@lemmygrad.ml
        5·
        2 days ago

        Not only that, but I always notice how peers of mine dont even know how to respond anymore without some unconcious level of sarcasm / cynicism; covering the numbness we experience in social settings. When we break out of it, and begin to feel, most of us are stunned and at a loss of words.

        I hope that I’m just too young, and we begin to have some level of social cohesion, instead of hopping between asthetics we would like to call ours. I think, as a generation, we have become too uncertain to have our own perception, instead prefering to live in the hyperreal.

        (I don’t want to say this from a doomer perspective, but more as my confused two cents from the main european vassal state.)