On the edge of the cliff
Sometimes I feel like I'm balancing precariously on the edge of a cliff. Beyond the edge lies the dark abyss of absolute despair.
For years I believed — and I realize only now the incredible, optimistic naivety that drove me — that people, despite making mistakes, were still capable, through personal analysis or guided by someone else, of correcting their course.
I must resign myself to this. A huge part of the population — certainly Italian, but probably not only — and perhaps even a preponderant part of it, despite being forced every day in private life to wade through the muddy swamp of a reality that is evidently, unmistakably, and indisputably complex, as soon as it steps up a level - on political, social, or even scientific issues - terrified by prospects that necessarily include the acceptance of chaos, uncertainty, and sometimes even chance, plug their ears, close their eyes, switch off the prefrontal cortex of their brain, and abandon themselves to the usual ridiculous, infantile, absurd Manichaean explanations artfully fed to them. They thus polarize into two opposing factions, playing right into the hands of those who manipulate them through the ancient technique of divide and conquer.
This dynamic had become clear to me some time ago. It was a bad blow, I admit, but it didn't make me lose faith in my fellow human beings. In fact, I thought that through outreach and evangelization, lost souls could be brought back to the right path. Excuse the apparent messianic delirium, but the stronger metaphors are, and the more closely they adhere to an individual's cultural roots, the more effective they turn out to be (and maybe I'm kidding myself again).
Unfortunately, this was a perspective characterized by an optimism comparable to that of the happy ending of a third-rate romantic flick.
Not only does public outreach make no impression on the minds of the polarized puppets. It even attracts their (obviously crude) irony, their indignation, and, if you persist, even their anger. When you raise doubts about someone's position on any side of any polarized issue — a fan of the Israelis as well as the Palestinians, of Russia or Ukraine, of Iran or the USA, a conspiracy theorist or an "establishment" supporter — it doesn't even cross their mind that you are referring to a factor of the dispute that only makes sense by taking a certain level of complexity for granted. No, the simple-minded, polarized fan takes it for granted that only the imbecilic binary interpretation is allowed, and therefore immediately thinks that you are AGAINST them and therefore WITH their enemies. When, after an exhausting and very long process of clarification, you have managed to make them understand that you are not a fanatical supporter (like them) but are simply dedicated to understanding the situation in its complexity, and are therefore disinterested in the simplifying idiocy of that very polarization, they react as if you were telling a joke, hence with humor.
If you persist, and they realize that you seriously accept neither their absurd partisan stance nor the equally absurd opposing stance, they start to get indignant, and accuse you of ethically unacceptable behavior. Their distorted vision of reality does not in fact contemplate chaotic and inevitably hybrid situations, and therefore does not admit disinterest in one of the two factions and interest in the simple issue at hand. Paradoxically, they would be more satisfied if you were on the other side of the barricade. The fact that you refuse the very erection of the barricade is incomprehensible to them. You are a coward, a deserter. They forget, however, that the war you are deserting from is one they invented.
If you still don't give up, indignation sometimes even turns into anger.
This type of attitude, which I believed was the prerogative of a minority of wild zealots, instead finds room even among the ranks of the calm and silent majority.
It is a tragic, discouraging, and shocking twist in the social reality in which we live today.
Just when science and technology are putting tools in our hands that could be used to achieve that better world we've dreamed of for years, these people decide to create perhaps irremediable rifts within the very social structure in which they live and upon which they depend. A senseless attempt at a slow (and perhaps not even all that slow) collective suicide. Pure madness.

