An acquaintance presents himself a morally engaged citizen exceptionally attentive to
civility.
One's seriousness, talkin'
civility, may be measured by the comprehensiveness of her exploration of difficult cases: Actions which appear
uncivil but in fact are not, and squalid actions which appear pristinely civil. Any serious participant should be able to produce examples of each.
To care about
civility (or any ethical value) one must honor the requirement to leave herself open to challenge--and to wrestle sincerely with, and respond to, critics.
One must greet the neighbor with an open heart--and be zealous about not finding ill intention where none exists. When I observe ill intention, I must of course try to play counselor for the interest in favor of no malice being present. If that is a plausible case, then the entire matter of intention, as regards our discord, is off the table--and our parley will henceforth be one among mutually-acknowledging gentlefolk.
When someone offers his first inkling he might be an ideological foe--he should be persuasively told 'I welcome you warmly to what I am convinced will be your place in
the honorable wing of my detractors.'
Recently my civility advocate notified me of
a program I should take in.
When a person thrusts conspicuous good citizenship--based upon the depth of her adherence to
civility--I chafe, worrying our interaction might obscure an ocean of bullshit. I emailed him:
I am politely curious: What do you mean, when you call a statement uncivil? Would it be possible to provide an example?
What should we do when we disagree--when one person calls something uncivil and another person says 'no, that's not uncivil'?
Further, if we agree that some person's statement is uncivil, what should we do to fix the problem? Can you find an example?
He replied almost immediately--'expressing regret' for not having time to engage on the topic, swamped with Jesus' many demands. I had without question struck a nerve. There will be
no challenging, adult, ideas-based interaction, to disrupt my ego-enhancing
civility kabuki act. To the dustbin!
An
intellectual--broadly defined: A person
who commits to allowing challenge, in matters concerning
value.
To allow challenge is to adopt an attitude--directed as widely as possible--that
no challenger can be presumptively judged 'ill-intentioned,' absent evidence. To challenge--on one issue or on two dozen--is not a presumptive breach of ethics
or manners.
Were we to meet at a bloggers' tea, and you mentioned
a troll had been snapping at your heels of late, as Eden Prairie's earnest spur I would pry proudly: When you say
troll you are describing a dishonorable participant within your comments section, usually anonymous. But your troll isn't anonymous, and doesn't say impolite things. Does he fit
any of the requirements for trollhood?
On the
policy side, Jessica Pieklo extrudes
a mélange of wacky and boring viewpoints. Writing on
her personal site, she blogs and
Tweets a pseudo-self-deprecating, happier-than-thou, calvinist feminism--kid-lovin' mom and sanctimonious boozer--with identity life raft
legal expert.
Not long ago, I made some mildly barbed attempts at humor, in her comments section, and published several criticisms of Pieklo on this blog--
never in a dishonorable vein. I couldn't have predicted her thin-skinnedness.
Pieklo--
on Twitter and on
her radio program today--cops to the breakdown 'caused' by my comments. She claims my statements are 'patriarchal,' 'misogynistic'...atomic bombs of magical evilness--and that they forced her to leave
Hegemommy fallow
three straight weeks!
I am charging Pieklo with considerable intellectual error, of course--and we should try to empathize, momentarily: Occasional meltdowns come with the ideas-blogger terrain. We wish you well, and you're not alone, we might sincerely offer--though we grumpily add
we cannot be asked to orchestrate your reputational reinvention for you. That's your job.
Pieklo crossposts her typing onto something called
Women On the Verge. In her latest
singular, 'Helen Reddy' blogpost, she lobs her standard litany of victimized cheap shots, invariably without evidence. A
Hamline University professor can parade in the public square an ethical slob, we have learned, with zero concern for consequence.
In
Done Being Quiet, Pieklo congratulates herself for having the courage to overcome my misogyny-storm, without ever supplying a quotation.
Her self-pity is Pluto-encompassing;
of course she refuses to state her case. (If you weren't a scoundrel, you wouldn't ask for a case, Neanderthal.) Ever thirsting to play
Abimael Guzmán to my
Mickey Kaus, she claims to see my inner thoughts. One simply isn't prepared to encounter such philistinism, in a Hamline professor.
Upon publishing the post, the site's founder
Ana Lewis immediately
commented on it--congratulating Pieklo for standing proud in the face of her
psychopathic, loughneristic attacker.
Recall: Upon hearing Pieklo's description of 'her stalker,' Lewis had been provided
no evidence in support of Pieklo's scorched-earth attack. As a matter of sisterly solidarity,
Ana Lewis accepts Pieklo's character assassination sight unseen. (Such bravery!)
In
Lewis' you go sister comment--which
she has since edited, in a vain attempt to convince the public she's not a jerk--she calls me various names and suggests I would enjoy being castrated. I posted
this riposte to Ana Lewis on Prof. Pieklo's blogpost--but it was removed an hour after I posted it.
Need I say more?